The Old Soldier [ O Palios Stratiotis (Ο παλιός στρατιώτης) ]

English translation

The Old Soldier

Your fears and my fears are on the same table.
Our poison is in between them, sweet like syrup
And, inside of it, our star is melting like sugar...
The same star that, once, placed this love in our hands.
 
Chorus:
You are not promising me life and I cannot perform miracles
But if you ask me, my dearest, to die for you
Yet a second time; like the old soldier
I would die for you, my love, even more gladly than the first time.
Yet a second time, like the old soldier
I would die for you, my love, even more gladly than the first time.
 
And if there's still any sense left in us at all
In the midst of these ruins, I will stay with you
Until the Spring comes to awaken us
And to bring us new life in the midst of all this death.
 
Chorus:
You are not promising me life and I cannot perform miracles
But if you ask me, my adored one, to die for you
Yet a second time; like the old soldier
I would die for you, my love, even more gladly than the first time.
Yet a second time, like the old soldier
I would die for you, my love, even more gladly than the first time.
 
Submitted by Metodius on Wed, 09/08/2017 - 21:34
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O Palios Stratiotis (Ο παλιός στρατιώτης)

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