Otan i nyxta anavei ta fota
skies sto skotadi gyrnoun opos prota
auta pou mazi sou mirastika xronia,
auta pou einai tora sa ximeni kolonia
kai otan ta matia kitoun sto tavani
mia vodka me tonic to ksero den ftanei
na pniksei tis mnimes autes pou se fernoun
autes pou mazi sou akoma me denoun
Kai ego pou pantote zitousa
na zeis alliotika apo mena
me lathos tropo s'agapousa
kai zousa xronia mes sto psema
Giati otan i nyxta tha figei to ksero
sto adeio domatio ksana tha ypofero
tha grafo, tha skizo tragoudia gia sena
th'alazo kanalia, tha zo sta xamena
tha kano grimatses mprosta ston kathrefti
tha kano euxes s'ena asteri pou peftei
an eisouna kapou kai m'evlepes, isos,
tha eniothes oikto, agapi kai misos
Giati otan i nyxta me kovei sta dio
thimamai pou mou pes ena adeio antio
ki anti na fonakso, na trekso, na klapso
na peso sta podia sou kai na se tromakso
ego olla ta zousa sa na 'tan tenia
ego se kitousa skifti sti gonia
kai tora pou i nyxta anavei ta fota
skies sto skotadi gyrnoun opos prota
auta pou mou eipes ki auta pou den eipa
kai tora i nyxta mia peloria trypa
psema…
psema…
psema…
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