Τσιγάρα Βαριά [Tsigára Variá] [English translation]

Yoda Priest:

I don't feel lonely, but for there's a reason for my every drinking

In our last war ,I'll fall first

Obviously the ''war'' is metaphor

But to write one more smart thing , there's no space

Fuck the rap with a meaning, take in in your plate, I love you bitch , no I can't change it, You hear me? Take it. I gave you my rap in a plate

You think to be worried about my head , Salome? Maestro play one more for the drunk person. I don't have anything to lose from something earned

And how the phrase goes? What doesn't kill... , You didn't love to make it strong

I'm all-nighter with weed and whiskey, the rooster takes my ears and my nose again

Even if it crush me, I'm addicted to miss you, that's the reason that I don't care to convince you to come back, (hear me)

They told that I write for you from time to time

Without be interested what the subject of the song will be

But they're wrong, heart hear me in my every lyrics

I hide you a bit by bit for them not to take you

No one of them feels me

They think that I'm writing so they can like it

But it's magic, my muse is dressed modestly

Because she wants me always to use the fantasy

Solmeister:

Give me drinks, give me heavy cigarettes' , till I don't think of her anymore

I empty full ashtray of dreams... And I make cigarettes' again and again

Give me drinks, give me heavy cigarettes' , till I don't think of her anymore

I empty full ashtray of dreams... And I make cigarettes' again and again

Heavy cigarettes' till I don't think of her anymore, I empty full ashtray of dreams... And I make cigarettes' again and again

I direct my death ,Ι escaped from from the promises that I breached

I got drunk with a bit of her old perfume, I'm overwhelmed, and I gave my soul to the witch

Solmeister:

You know how much hurts to be full of holes, night with blurry eyes and full glasses

Heavy cigarettes' , that I didn't light, but I let them kill me passively

It's the perfect simile because I was looking at you passively when you were leaving, sadly and unsuspecting

I didn't chase after you and I blame me because the worst thing I did to us is ''nothing''

And this song isn't erotic because I'm ashamed to say about the love between us

Is a relationship of addiction, unsteady and apathy

Of moody empathy because I hate how much I don't hate you and how much hate I feel

When I break my silence and It's not gold but bronze ,gilded that doesn't have any worth

But I insist , to stay silent

Unfortunately I endure everything but I'm the asshole again

When I break and burst in my pigheadedness

Dusks with angels that find me on dawn

Dying in my front's door steps

I endure everything but I'm the asshole again

When I break and burst in my pigheadedness

Don't bring white, bring me the red wine, that is feet with my eyes

Give me drinks, give me heavy cigarettes' , till I don't think of her anymore

I empty full ashtray of dreams... And I make cigarettes' again and again

Give me drinks, give me heavy cigarettes' , till I don't think of her anymore

I empty full ashtray of dreams... And I make cigarettes' again and again

Heavy cigarettes' till I don't think of her anymore, I empty full ashtray of dreams... And I make cigarettes' again and again

I direct my death ,Ι escaped from from the promises that I breached

I got drunk with a bit of her old perfume, I'm overwhelmed, and I gave my soul to the witch

Give me drinks, give me heavy cigarettes' , till I don't think of her anymore

I empty full ashtray of dreams and I make cigarettes' again and again, give me drinks, give me heavy cigarettes' , till I don't think of her anymore

I empty full ashtray of dreams and I make cigarettes' again and again

• Artist:Solmeister