Περιπλανώμενοι Εραστές

Let us start publishing…

Since the project is still in its adolescence we must feed on old stuff. The first “Song” that indrigued us enough to give it a try is the following.

Κλεισμένος και απόψε στο κελί μου

θυμαμαι πληγές, μετράω στιγμες

Τσιγάρο, ποτό, ζωή φυλακή μου

γύρνα τον χρόνο πίσω αν θές.

Σε μια άλλη εποχή φθινόπωρου τέλος,

χαρές δανεικές, κρυφές εμμονές

γέλιο πνιχτό και αυτό με το ζόρι,

ένα σπίτι γεμάτο με άδεις καρδιές.

Έλα ξανά, και ας μην έχεις φύγει,

να αγκαλιάσεις την τρέλα που με κρατάει στις σκιές

Να γίνουμε πάλι στις ζωής μας τον δρόμο,

περιπλανώμενοι εραστές…

Κλεισμένος και απόψε στο κελί μου,

κοιμίζω τον χρόνο με σκέψεις φτηνές..

Μα εσύ τον ξυπνάς, τον στήνεις στον τοίχο,

ξημέρωσε παλι.. το επόμενο χθές.

Έλα ξανά, και ας μην έχεις φύγει,

να αγκαλιάσεις την τρέλα που με κρατάει στις σκιές

Να γίνουμε πάλι στις ζωής μας τον δρόμο,

περιπλανώμενοι εραστές…

I can’t even remember exactly when it was written, it must have been around 3 years ago. The only thing I can remember about it , is that it is one of the few songs that was influenced by things to come , and not by memories or things I was dealing with at that time. It’s kind of funny.. forcing yourself to experience the concequences of some decision or action .. It was a successful attempt at that time, as life made clear enough. I just hope , that insightfulness would accompany me more often .

Timeline in the lyrics is a bit complicated as it was meant to be. Apart from that I don’t feel the urge to justify, clarify, or even analyse anything else about them. It shouldn’t make any difference what I was trying to say. It’s more interesting to interpret a song based on your feelings, memories, and experiences .

Edit : I must mention Marios’ – a.k.a monkey – contribution to the song. I can’t clearly remember if he had anything to do with the lyrics, but he surely left his mark in the music . The final necessary touch, the step to completeness, the night the thoughts became actions and the lyrics became truth. Along with the company of a second glass of liquor to soften the loneliness and the so needed ride back to were I was so foolishly running scared from. So long ago, and still could have been yesterday. Life is a series of externally tangent circles, isn’t it ?

There is a demo recording, still quite not ready to be published.. But it won’t be long, to whom it may concern.

Until then..