A keresés eredménye

The Beautiful Door

We got to the beautiful door
Messing about on the ride there
Making mixtapes for each other
Eating chips and waffers
Watching splatter films, pure and enlightened
 
Our only goal was
To see you naked
Our only goal was
To see you naked
 
And we knockned so that'd you'd open
With cold sweat and a sparrow's heart
Telling each other to go first
Overwhelmed by the terror of beauty
And at your home's doorstep
 
We said goodbye with innocent expletives
In the little boy's planet
We said goodbye with innocent expletives
In the little boy's planet
 
I don't know what the others saw inside
Even though once in a while I hear about them
One is pushing his car to its limits
Another is studying to be a foreigner in Eton
Someone else is lives disgruntled among other disgrunted souls
 
Another delays returning the videotapes
And another makes sure they meet acquaintances
Another delays returning the videotapes
And another makes sure they meet acquaintances
 
if you asked them the same thing you asked me
Then you asked them to love you
And accept you as something that's going away
Like a fleeting melody
To remember you and be faithful
 
They could touch your naked parts
Only if they lost everything trying to find you
They could touch your naked parts
Only if they lost everything trying to find you
 
I came out of the door perplexed
I got onto the train at Attiki station
And it took me where the others live
But since there, I get somewhat dizzy
Which reminds me that you live and exist
 
I always remember where the beautiful door is
And I will come again when you need me
I always remember where the beautiful door is
And I will come again when you need me
 

She

Versions: #1
You're born, you have her as a mother
You jump in the air, fall on the floor
She puts you back in the crib
And soap and lotion in your eyes
 
She shows you what he duck does
And looks like someone you once dated
In the future, with the white lights
And the blazing stars
 
Then they send you to school
She sits at the nearby desk
Little, with the pink hair clips
And the poems you're going to learn
 
You burp to grab her attention
You thrash about and get beat up in the street
You break her windows with sour oranges
And you jump off the roof and die
 
You get up and you're sixteen
Bored in class, you're writing poems
Her chest wants to break free
Rolling in the woods and the waves
 
What lyric is going to hold her
Since she wants to be liked by the headless 1
Since she gives engulfing kisses
And opens her legs to strange phalluses
 
You're looking for her, you run away from home
Τhis balsam is leading you around by the nose
The aroma of the musk tree
This tyranny is pulling you in while
 
There's none around to help you
To ask what's wrong with you, what hurt you
And she won't look at you
You speed up, crash the car and die
 
Well, I've even released an album
And I still can't find what I wanted
Before I go out on stage, I feel terrible
I spill bottles of murky water
 
But as soon as the band appears
She's sitting in the front row, lights on her
Without the hair clips on her hair
Without the poems you're going to learn
 
I plug my guitar
Suddenly perseverance runs through me
I start singing my first lyric
Make a hole in the wall and die
 

• 1. possibly meaning brainless guys

Αbove the shadows

Above the shadows
Above the city
There's what everyone is looking for
 
Like silk that touches the body
Like water that lifts the soil
Like a hand on a chest
Like a face in the crowd
 
Like the moon long before night falls
Like trouble after it's gone
Like sin without the guilt
Like a letter I had hidden.
 
Above the shadows
That slip by
There's what everyone is looking for
 
Like the eucalyptus above the station
a feather above the grave
Like a bow on a girl
Like wine in pumps
 
Like a road that sounds like a piano
Like a country you look at from above
Like your perfume on a page
Like your eyes when I met you
 
Like the moon long before night falls
Like trouble after it's gone
Like sin without the guilt
Like a letter I had hidden
 
Like a road that sounds like a piano
Like a country you look at from above
Like your perfume on a page
Like your eyes when I met you
 

Kiki every night

Kiki every night does whatever she can
With silver on her ear and with the rouge
And I fall off from houses and not a scratch
The sparrows are chirping at nine
 
Rent me westerns, buy me ice cream
Play the final between Liverpool and Manchester
Take me to Rome and to Chalkidiki
Kiki hasn't written to me yet
 
I regularly go to brothels, don't tell anyone
Sperantza Vrana leads me to the girl
Albanians, sailors, old people and other relatives of mine
But no one knows my Kiki
 
The songs I write rarely have a chorus
I don't wear bras, nor do I live in Idaho
I live in Kallithea and I love a girl named Kiki
That's the only way life can be beautiful..
 

The oath

I take an oath to the cherry tree's
Painted lips
That I will build myself into the waves
If you leave from me
 
I will uproot the kisses
I will swallow the desires
And alone I'll nail myself, my love
To my bitterness's thorn
 
And I take an oath to the sea
That if I leave you
I'll lay on the sand
And like a writing I'll be erased
 
And my ashes will scatter
In all directions
So it will reach your eyes, my beautiful one
And you'll cry tears of my own
 

Summer will come

Summer will come and will take you with it
In its glory you'll become silly like you were when you were young
You'll turn your back on us opening your coverup
So the sun can look at you-so the sun can look at you
 
You'll be the anigma no one can solve for a while
An army of annoying relatives will guard you
You'll open your legs and then close them again
Pretending you don't know, pretending you don't know
 
And then again winter and money that performs a monologue
And then again nights with chinese food and romantic comedies
And then again I miss love,
I miss love, I miss love
And then again the music gets louder
And then again I miss love
I miss love, I miss love
And then again the music gets lower
 
Summer will come and you'll return to the sea
In the seabed the seahorses will make sure you don't get lost
And when you take off your swimsuit for a moment during a dive
You'll be the only one in the world, you'll be the only one in the world
 
For a moment you'll be the love no one will live
You'll be nothing but your body and only we'll know (that)
When you turn your back on us at the exact same time
The sun sets, the sun sets
 
And winter comes again and money that performs a monologue
And nights come again with chinese food and romantic comedies
And then again I miss love
I miss love, I miss love
And then again the music gets louder
And then again I miss love
I miss love, I miss love
And then again the music gets lower
 
And then again I miss love
I miss love, I miss love
And then again the music gets louder
 

The Stranger

Tell me really if this place existed
or did I imagine it?
Some say that memory is entirely a fraud
and I got ensnared in it
 
Tell me really if this house
had always low ceilings and was cramped
In the small living room I wait for the wolf
to blow on the hay
 
Tell me really if this music
was always whiny bouzoukia
In my turntable lives an animal
that chews on money
 
Tell me really if this grocer across the street
was always a mean one
Not one day did it make it
on the car's hood, that snowman
 
Tell me really if at All Saints'
the Akathist was ever sung
In my bathtub a small pain
awaits unbaptised
 
Tell me really if this sing will reach
the girl I loved
Her name is still written on the doorbell
but I never rang it.