Текст и перевод песни 12os Pithikos - Omichli

Omichli

Anigontas ta matia mou
Antikrizw sintrimia
Fovismena, skismena prosopa kai thlimmena agrimia
Rotaw ti ginetai, mou len mia apo ta idia
I ellada argopethenei kai trefete sta skoupidia
I neolea koimithike
I alithia nikithike
Se kapio tixo grapsan akoma ki o theos fovithike
Den tithete thema allagis tis nootropias
To apodikniei i epanalipsi ths istorias
Egw tous lew arnoume den vasizome sto tha doume
Eimaste polloi kai exume dinami gia na akoustoume den eise to amaksi sou re oute i doulia sou
Oute to portofoli oute ta gamimena lefta sou
Deb eise i vitrina sou, oxi
Oute i omorfia sou
Eisai afto pou kouvalas stin filakismeni kardia sou
Elefthero sou kapos spase ta desma sou
Vgennontas apto spiti pare mazi tin anthropia sou
Tin aksioprepia sou
Mhn metras ylika
Afiste ta paidia na nai paidia etwn 17
Gyrnane san xamena kai anazitan tin glamouria
Symvoules se periodika
Terma sexistika
Koritsakia anorektika me tin myti psila
Psaxnune plousio gamia na tous kernaei ta pota
Vgenoun se ksekola ekso kai to pezoune kai snob
Sto facebook stinnonte tous kanoun like kai len efxaristw
Afta einai ta nea mas . ki afti i koinonia mas
Mhden pedia presvevoune ta sxolia mas
Penevomaste gia tin plousia istoria mas .
Ma sto paron lefkes selides exoun ta vivlia mas
Pantou omixli.
Twra tipota den vlepis
Oratotita mhden
Ki einai tholos o kathreftis
Matheneis na sikonnese
Otan mathenis na peftis
Siko vges aptin omixli
Ti perimeneis
Pantou omixli.
Twra tipota den vlepis
Oratotita mhden
Ki einai tholos o kathreftis
Matheneis na sikonnese
Otan mathenis na peftis
Siko vges aptin omixli
Ti perimeneis

Dim

Opening my eyes
I face misery
Dreadful, angry faces and dreary looks
I ask what's going on, one of them tells me the same
Greece is dying slowly and feeds on garbage
The youth has fallen asleep
The truth has been defeated
Someone wrote on a wall that even God was scared
There is no question of changing the mentality
The repetition of history proves it
I tell them we deny, we don't rely on 'we'll see'
We are many and we have the power to be heard, you are not your car or your job
Not your portfolio or your damn money
It is not your showcase, no
Not your beauty
It is what you carry in your imprisoned heart
Free your soul, somehow, break your chains
When you leave home, take your humanity with you
Your dignity
Don't count materials
Let the children be children of 17 years
They wander around lost, seeking glamour
Advises in magazines
Very sexual
Anorexic girls with their noses up
Looking for a rich husband to buy them drinks
They go out to clubs and act snobbish
On Facebook they pose, get likes and say thank you
These are our youth, and this is our society
Worthless children represent our comments
We boast about our rich history
But in the present, the pages of our books are blank
Fog everywhere
Now you see nothing
Zero visibility
And the mirror is cloudy
You learn to get up
When you learn to fall
Get up, come out of the fog
What are you waiting for?
Fog everywhere
Now you see nothing
Zero visibility
And the mirror is cloudy
You learn to get up
When you learn to fall
Get up, come out of the fog
What are you waiting for?