την οργή μου τη σκορπισα στα κύμματα την οργή μου την πηραν τα πουλια την οργη μου την αφισα στο πιγαδι μιας μαγισσας
oh the sky is so pretty full of black birds oh the colour of the clouds is running blood these dreamdrops are made from rainbows these teardrops are made from smiles
Lonliness in a cage Grey The only eyes watching Are red mouse eyes Even the graffiti on the wall Doesn’t make sense Grey on a grey wall I in the corner The window in the corner Everything square
περπατώ στη άμμο και η θάλλασα σβήνει τα βήματα μου περπατώ στη θάλλασα και τα κύμματα σβήνουν τους ήχους της καρδιάς μου χανομαι οπως ο καπνός οτι αγαπώ εχει πεθάνει απο καιρο.
my blanket was dragged of the bed the veil that was creating the magic disappeared the dance became, logical movements the colours did not hide any secret meaning there is no worse kind of sadness