Καλημέρα Ελλάδα [Kalimera Ellada] [English translation]

Goodmorning Greece,

Nivo is speaking

I’m telling you everything, I hide nothing

You’ve underestimated me a lot, I only a little

I thought Greece, to let you behind, to leave

I didn’t give up and I tried more

To raise up more the lever like you

To throw away my hats and my rap dressing

And to change my life and my behaviour

Goodmorning Greece

To live forever

To honour with marches the battles of 40

To keep the head high in the battle

And to elect for government the same party

To live Greece you and all of your members of the Parliament

With their illegal (houses) at your beaches

With your Christians who make fast (they don’t eat some kinds of food)

And what is left over they send it to Switzerland

I’m sorry Greece, but if you want to change my mind, you have to learn to love

Stop torturing me and fooling me

And don’t throw away, Greece, my dreams

Goodmorning Greece

Nivo ia at the microphone

I’m telling you them from my discs

I’m telling you them and from the radio

I told you them from the good side

I’m telling you them and from the oposite

I’ve gathered dirty (clothes) for you from here to Napoli

Misters ministers, misters members of the Parliament

Before you go to your offices, i’ll be your client

I choose a song instead of sending letters

I’m not looking for jerks, I don’t wait miracles

Leave your office and your safe

Come for a walk ‘till Varvakio (market)

Go down to the port, talk to your workers

Take the responsibility for once in your life to your shoulders

What democracy are you telling me about, what programs?

What universities, what Europe and what culture?

Where is the education, where is your health?

Mister minister I **** your ministeries

I’m sorry Greece, but if you want to change my mind, you have to learn to love

Stop torturing me and fooling me

And don’t throw away, Greece, my dreams

Mister President,

I take the courage today

Because all the problems are fleeting subjects

In advance, I’m sorry but I have dreams

Like these that someone named them anonimous

I give to them name and I don’t sit silently

Cause you and me we have different opinions

I’m asking the expected, i don’t beg for them

Unlike you, I have learned to work

Greece they rape you and you make your nails

Not for protect yourself

or to find your rights

they’re selling you in the time you’re making up yourself

you are a company and by yourself you’re are ridiculed

goodnight Greece,

I’m leaving you, I’m going to sleep

While you are getting ready to dine with them

I’ll make verses every thought in the copybook

And I’m gonna probably dedicate them to you from the radio tomorrow

I’m sorry Greece, but if you want to change my mind, you have to learn to love

Stop torturing me and fooling me

And don’t throw away, Greece, my dreams

• Artist:Goin' Through
• Album:Vendetta (2006)