Ερημιά μου...

Δεν υπάρχουν λάθος λέξεις καρδιά μου,

μονάχα η μοναξιά πληγώνει τη ζωή,

η μοναξιά κι η αδελφή της η σιωπή...

Βασανιστικά πληγώνουν τα δάχτυλα το πληκτρολόγιο,

χτυπούν λέξεις που κάποτε με λύτρωναν...

Μια λέξη σου έφτανε να μετουσιώσει την απελπισία

σε λευτεριά και γαλήνη,

σαν θαύμα Αρχάγγελου, που φύλαγε διαρκώς με ευλάβεια 

την ψυχή μου...

Τώρα πάλι αυτοκτονώ με λέξεις για να τραφούν τα άγραφα, 

όπως ο αγώνας μας, που και η νίκη του τέλειωνε με ήττα...

Ανέκαθεν τα λάθη μας σωστά τα ερμηνεύαμε,

σαν αντιδάνεια μιας ζωής που όμως δεν ξέραμε,

πως θα τελειώσει σε σιωπή και μοναξιά...

Missing You...

WILD IS THE WIND-Nina Simone

Love me love me love me 
Say you do 
Let me fly away 
With you 
For my love is like 
The wind 
And wild is the wind 

Give me more 
Than one caress 
Satisfy this 
Hungriness 
Let the wind 
Blow through your heart 
For wild is the wind 

You... 
Touch me... 
I hear the sound 
Of mandolins 
You... 
Kiss me... 
With your kiss 
My life begins 
You're spring to me 
All things 
To me 

Don't you know you're 
Life itself 
Like a leaf clings 
To a tree 
Oh my darling, 
Cling to me 
For we're creatures 
Of the wind 
And wild is the wind 
So wild is the wind 

You... 
Touch me... 
I hear the sound 
Of mandolins 
You... 
Kiss me... 
And your kiss 
My life begins 
That is spring to me 
All things 
To me 

Don't you know you're 
Life itself 
Like a leaf clings 
To a tree 
Oh my darling, 
Cling to me 
For we're creatures 
Of the wind 
And wild is the wind 
So wild is the wind 

Wild is the wind 
Wild is the wind 
Wild is the wind

Old love...

Time goes on. Too much confusion going around through my head...

I can feel your body

When I'm lying in bed

There's too much confusion

Going around through my head

And it makes me so angry

To know that the flame still burns

Why can't I get over?

When will I ever learn?

Old love, leave me alone

Old love, go on home

I can see your face

But I know that it's not real

It's just an illusion

Caused by how I used to feel

And it makes me so angry

To know that the flame will always burn

I'll never get over

I know now that I'll never learn

It seems that the only real we had is still the sign you used to write: G+T= L.F.E.