Δευτέρα 30 Απριλίου 2012

ΕΥΤΥΧΙΣΜΕΝΕΣ ΜΕΡΕΣ

Τα λόγια μου τα άκουσα από τις φωνές άλλων
με λέξεις χρωματιστές, αφού δεν είχε πιο πριν
χρώμα, να δώσει η φωνή μου.
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Η αγάπη μου εκφράστηκε από την καρδιά
της "Αγάπης" μου και ο καθρέφτης της
έδειξε ατραπό για μια αγκαλιά ζεστή.
Τα μάτια μου είδαν φως, σαν έκλεψα απ'  τα μάτια της 
και καθώς τα φώτα σβήναν και άρχισε να σκοτεινιάζει
τόσο φωτεινότερος γίνονταν ο κόσμος.

Τρίτη 24 Απριλίου 2012

A MAN MISUNDERSTOOD


My mother thought I was insane
That I could never stand the pain
And so I chose to live alone with nothing left to hold on

That’s why I never cared to feel
For those who used to beg and kneel
I chose to live my life alone with nothing left to hold on

Time is spinning without love by my side
When there’s nothing left inside your heart
You cannot live nor die
And I’ve cried so much… Regretful tears
With all these thoughts inside my head to die I fear

One day my friend I understood
I could forever change my mood
And stopped to live this life alone with nothing left to hold on

So I started to feel for real
All those who beg for love and kneel
And tried hard to find something I could hold on

Time was spinning without love by my side
When there’s nothing left inside your heart
You cannot live nor die
And those previously regretful tears
Made me change my life and live without my fears

GAY SONG


Alone I am lying here again
My roommate’s gone to bed
I know it seems so wrong
But love inside has grown
It’s not about a girl
I don’t know what to say
Just wondering all the time
Why should I feel this way

He makes me breakfast every morning
And from the gaze of his eyes
Then I realize I see a man for my reality
Oh lord he looks so great
I wish he was a woman or at least
He was a gay

Every woman I have met
Was easy to forget
They couldn’t understand
What are the needs of men

He does not need romance and candles
But lots of beers and empty bottles
Then I realize I see a man for my reality
Oh lord he looks so great
I wish he was a woman or at least
He was a gay

Oh I wake up from my dream
So calm and satisfied
Of course it’s great to sleep
With Mary by my side

Τρίτη 10 Απριλίου 2012

PRIVATE THOUGHTS


I've worn these boots since 11/1
It's just a matter of time till dawn
Ninty nine days and today remain
Captain approached recognition failed

Whisper a song kick a rock. I heard
Yesterday riots ruled city's roads
Fifty nine days and today remain
same stupid thoughts and a tired brain

How do we deal with our problem at ease
Outside the world is burning and we're guarding the trees
And again a weapon is pressing my chest
That puts my temper to the test.

Killing two hours thinking aint that fair
Sleepless, tired guarding the air
"Attention!! Parade, present your arms"
In favor of leaders that do you harm

Educated youngsters unemployed and old
An immigrant nation living abroad
And again the drowned are grabbing their hair
Fingers are aching so chop off the head

Cut your hair and shave your face
Polish these boots be proud of your race
Be strong! Carry this marble head
A crumbling Parthenon on our childhood bed

Δευτέρα 9 Απριλίου 2012

FINAL ACT (Η ΚΟΛΑΣΗ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΟΙ ΑΛΛΟΙ)

Tonight again
he'll wake from his sleep
he's ready to play

The crowds await
the colorful boy
the joker the prey

Oh, his grievous smile is widened
his moves are neurotic he's ready to blow
The madman is laughing inside the ballroom
and blood tears he cries he knows that they are doomed

His big blue eyes
a reflecting mirror
to capture their souls

The kings arise
and fondle the boy
for playing his role

Oh, his grievous smile is widened
his moves are neurotic he's ready to blow
The madman is laughing inside the white room
and blood tears he cries he knows that they are doomed

"And I know I've been wasting my time on the show
I know I've been fooling myself for so long"

HAZE

All my life I have been
playing chess with wounded king
Where I lost, now I stand
on black square with a loaded gun.
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Someone is watching you somewhere
always knows when you are not alone
your daddy seems to care
so that you don't have to care at all
I am fed up with your mess
my mind is burning

My blue skies are dressed in black
now I'm cleaning up this haze
who remains with eyes wide shut
I will spit back in their face

The trees inside your yard
never grow because you chop them down
you've got chains around your heart
that you've never tried to live without
I will not lose my strength
keep on burning

My blue skies are dressed in black
now I'm cleaning up this haze
who remains with eyes wide shut
I will spit back in their face

Παρασκευή 6 Απριλίου 2012

SORROW

Oh, trying not to fall
is hard when you feel high
betraying all your thoughts
when darkest fears accost
When life appears to end
and even your last friend
has left you, carry on and climb
this mountain made of sorrow
Try not to fall 
the path you chose to
follow
you have to walk alone my friend
believe in yourself and
hold on
this world has proved before
that love brings new
tomorrow
and light in hazy shades that used
to cover mankind’s past

God won’t be with you this time
he’s busy with his world
he will be by your side
the hour you reach the top
and looking from above
the life you led before
you feel so wise because you climbed
this mountain made of
sorrow
try not to fall The path you chose to
follow
you have to walk alone my friend
believe in yourself and
hold on
this world has proved before
that love brings new
tomorrow
and light in hazy shades that used
to cover mankind’s past

Endless void… I am not afraid to fall
And I’ll climb again and I’ll fall

THESSALONIKISS MY ASS

My city is not the city of angels
Mother of a thousand kings
people don't walk on ivory pavements
but cavil on shady narrow streets

And sometimes when I walk through her alleys
stepping aeons beneath me feet
I feel the sun stops moving in orbit
and makes his way back to the East

My city is not the city of angels
but mother of all refugees
you may not be a saint or believer
her heaven holds a place for thee

And in hard times with irrepressible problems
we're drinking coffee by the sea

Yet I'm feeling fine trying to live in this city
that eats her babies makes me nervous
these monuments do not look so pretty
a sole survivor among others
living on my own
and I feel obliged to compromise with
concrete life that's left to rule my world