Το σπίτι μου

ΣΠΙΤΙ ΜΑΣ είναι εκεί όπου λέμε τα λιγότερα ψέματα.
Όποιος δεν έχει ακόμη τέτοιο τόπο είναι απαραίτητο να τον δημιουργήσει.
Το ΣΠΙΤΙ ΜΑΣ θέλει συνεχή συντήρηση.
Συνεχή φροντίδα. Μα τα δώρα πολλά.
Και αν κάποια στιγμή φαίνεται πως έγινε λάθος στην κατασκευή,
ας μην μένουμε στο λάθος... Να το διορθώνουμε. Να το επισκευάζουμε.
Ας μη φοβόμαστε και να γκρεμίζουμε.
Διαφορετικά, θα έχουμε μόνο διεύθυνση αλλά όχι στέγη.

There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window cells
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust
This is a place where I don't feel alone

This is a place where I feel at home

And I built a home
For you
For me

Until it disappeared
From me
From you
And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust

Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree as old as me
Branches were sewn by the colour of green
Ground had arose and passed its knees

By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
Held on as tightly as you held on me
Held on as tightly as you held on me

And I built a home
For you
For me

Until it disappeared
From me
From you

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust