Στα Λιμάνια Ανάψανε Φωτιές [Sta Limania Anapsane Foties] [English translation]

Tell me what are you asking for

In the stations which you loved

Whatever they say to you

The compasses show always the north

If you don’t be betrayed

For the traces you left

You won’t be released

If you return to the haunts of the wound

The smokes from the train’s lines

They show you “yesterday”, wanting it or not

In the harbours the gusts of lighthouses

They light fires, ah don’t cry

If you get lost again

In the neighbourhood of heart

Somewhere close

A drunk shadow is waiting

Sweet balsam

I’ll be beside you

Map which is thirsty

to drink the ink of your route

• Artist:Natassa Theodoridou
• Album:Πολίτικη Κουζίνα (2003)