Ανοιξιάτικη μέρα [Anixiatiki mera] [English translation]

Victims, they died in the battle for the money

our most sweet feelings

are now inside world's waves.

Too bads, that tighten the threads around the neck.

Our need gave birth to slogans

from life's blows.

Smell from spring day

we are one with the air.

Lies, distress lives within the looks

behind barbed wires

they turn dreams into nods.

Meals, leftover people in dishes

all races turn into goods

food of the informers

Smell from spring day

we are one with the air.

How many take advantage of those who dream

in the end there's always a taste of guilt

because souls are not a game

and we are the same in a sinking world

full of fake happiness

Smell from spring day

we are one with the air.

• Artist:Leonidas Balafas
• Album:Ανοιξιάτικη μέρα (2010)