Η εικόνα του χειμώνα [I ikóna tou himóna] [English translation]
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2024-08-19 20:30:20
Η εικόνα του χειμώνα [I ikóna tou himóna] [English translation]
Through the windown, winter's image enters
rain which falls, trees which bend in the north wind
and you, bent, are always here with bloody hands
you start silently a conversation with the mirror
Around you, there are some yellow, old photos
from your childhood
The radio from 50's
in your solitude, is a voice of consolation
Did life give you anything good to remember?
she fed you with pills of pleasure
Fairy colors and taste of death
in every step, in every moment of yours
Now the mirrow is your only witness
an ally with the miserable years that you hate
In an ashtray there are, extinguished, the dreams you had
in a bottle with alchool (there's) your own life
- Artist:Pyx Lax
- Album:Ο ήλιος του χειμώνα με μελαγχολεί, 1993 (The wintersun makes me depressive, Harvest/ Minos EMI) Track 3 of 10