Άντε και καλή τύχη μάγκες [Ánde kai kalí tíkhi mánges] [English translation]

They robbed the bank

and why should I care?

I don't pick sides

I tell you, they did well,

because it provoked us

full of millions

while even God was hungry

Passerbys, indifferently,

stood by and stared

they too, were bothered

by the fat belly of the bank director

somebody panicked

maybe it was his son

and the sweaty accountant

maybe was his nephew

as for the cashier, who tried to defend himself

when he wondered for whom and why

''Fuck it all'' he whispered

and filled up the bags (with money)

"Go....and good luck, guys!"

Only the cop was fooled by the trickery

he was under the illusion that he was supreme

and now, his widow, with two orphans

with a measly pension, she curses at fate

and an unknown cause

It's all a coin's toss in the gambling of life

"Job?" "Which job?"

"What job?" "Robber"

The monsters were put on trial with hunger as a witness

Excluded all their life in an unwanted quarantine

Despair is a revolver and it's bullets are the needs

Go... And good luck, guys.

Go... And good luck, guys.

Go... And good luck, guys.

• Artist:Pavlos Sidiropoulos