Sofia Papazoglou / Σοφία Παπάζογλου

As the river flows, so flows my life.
It has the years for water, for banks my endurance

In some places it grows cloudy and spins,losing itself in a whirlpool
and in other places it becomes a mirror and steals the moon

Ah, river of my life, my life which I am losing,
the black sea devours you but what can I do

It has trunks which float and stones which slip,
and it has trout memories, which return to the source

Riverboat dreams which were broken in half
and waterhole embraces, where a naked body can fall

Ah, river of my life, my life which I am losing,
the black sea devours you but what can I do

(translation: Eva Johanos)

Αχ της ζωής μου ποταμέ, ζωή μου που σε χάνω,
σε τρώει η μαύρη θάλασσα μα τι μπορώ να κάνω.