Manolis Chiotis / Μανώλης Χιώτης

Go on and tell me where you will find again
a girl like me
to put up with your crazy ideas
your whining and your attachments
and not tell you about it
and love you

Such joy you will not see
again in your life
and from this moment on
I am yours no longer

I tell you, you won’t find again
such a good girl
to be killed for you
to be there from the night to the dawn
and to wait for you
plunged in tears

(translation: Eva Johanos)

[spoken]
Why, you blockhead of a human being
did you never think philosophically
in your short life
but instead, you cry and waste away
and ruin your good spirits.
There where so many others went,
little ones, but also big ones,
some day you too will go.

Why, you person, why
do you cloud life
with your bitter cry?
Some train will pass
through our life in a rush.
Our suitcase in our hand,
and God alone knows
where we’ll make a stop.

[sung]

Why, you blockhead of a human being
did you never think philosophically
in your short life
but instead, you cry and waste away
and ruin your good spirits.
There where so many others went,
little ones, but also big ones,
some day, some day you too will go.

Where so any people went
who cried and loved?
Where did so many hearts go,
who loved so much?

Why, you person, why
do you cloud life
with your bitter cry?
Some train will pass
through our life in a rush.
Our suitcase in our hand,
and God alone knows
where we’ll ma-, where we’ll make a stop.

(spoken)
Thank you very much for honoring me.

(translation: Eva Johanos)