To be honest [ Gia Na Eimai Eilikrinis (Για Να Είμαι Ειλικρινής) ]
To be honest
There come some mornings in sundays
that are worse than Saturday nights
in the empty house it doesn't smell coffee
and i pretend to not care, but listen...
To be honest, i didn't get over you
to be honest, i've reached madness
to stay alive, i constantly pretend
god as my witness what i'm going through
There will come summers like fire
some winters like icebergs in front of me
like you exist in space i look at you
i ask if you're around to touch you!