No, for you I have no tears anymoreyou lying night, with your jewelryand with your electric eyes.
In your call I remain silent like a grave.And my nostalgic songsand my loves like a shredded thread are they.
I used to believe in your beauty onceand a heart I'd become full of pain.From your loves both and your nails.
Now I see you with horror getting close.Do not caress me so modestly,my hatred is the only thing you raise.
Translated from Greek by yours truly.The image was taken from here.
Published on July 07, 2015 05:46