Ο αετός [O aetos] [English translation]

And even if you burn my wings

So I may never fly again

From my fire's smoke

I will soar high again

(Chorus)

The eagle dies in the air

Free and strong

The heartlessness of when the bullet strikes

As he's embraced by the heavens

My Eagle-like tear

To the ground will never reach

You'll search for me at eveningtide

And sleep will never come for you

• Artist:Notis Sfakianakis
• Album:Νοτιοανατολικά του κόσμου (1994)