Μάτια μου όμορφα [Matia mou omorfa] [English translation]

My beautiful eyes don’t be sad (kind of free translation)

life is small and there aren’t many joys

time took black tread and he broiders

this tough world with black moments

The beautiful (things are) few, the bewitched are few too

forget the sorrows, look for them, find them and see

that above everything, the only thing that matters

is to smile at me as the yesterday is passing by

To your beautiful eyes don’t put the grey (color maybe?)

it doesn’t suit you, I’m telling that it’s not good

your light, my love, don’t darken it

with fairy tales which don’t have happy ending

Look, my little eyes, the sun which wakes up

and he gives breath to the dead of this world

in this life that makes us to grow old badly (not sure about that)

wipe your eyes and look high

Eyes luminous with sky’s color

send away the grey clouds

send away too all the bitter things

which make your heart to bleed for so long

my beautiful eyes, my bewitched eyes

that from your eyelids I’m hanging as a dry leaf

don’t close them cause I may fall

and the wind may draw me into loneliness’ space

• Artist:Stavento
• Album:Γρίφος - 2006