Lost somewhere in the paths towards Filopappou 1
here, to the city that manages not to rush
Saturday night, downtown the “round of death”2 has began
Air is piercing through my body
I’m wetter than my gabardine
But I’m looking for you desperately in my Athens
A smell of smoke comes from the park
Jasmine and night flowers smell from the balconies
A barrel piano out of tune is barely even playing Tsitsanis3
All these years every night but it’s not enough
Someone would say that this has become my routine
But I’m looking for you desperately in my Athens
Loneliness is a wolf howling at night
Even the weather is against me tonight
And since rain never became hail, dawn it’s coming
It’s been months you’ve been away from me
And the doll I had in my showcase has faded away
But I’m looking for you desperately in my Athens
The bell at Lampadiaris church 4 is ringing mournfully
It’s like it’s telling me we lost once again today
The moon is back to its nest but I still haven’t noticed it
In a bench with my hands as a pillow
My mind has me tied up in my guillotine
But I’m looking for you desperately in my Athens
Loneliness is a wolf howling at night
Even the weather is against me tonight
And since rain never became hail, dawn it’s coming
It’s been months you’ve been away from me
And the doll I had in my showcase has faded away
But I’m looking for you desperately in my Athens
But I’m looking for you desperately in my Athens