Текст песни Stamatis Kokotas - посвящается памяти погибшего сына.

My son, my pain of uncontrollable, my good,
When I see you with a dry leaflet with a steady wind
You do not hear the suffering of the Father
At the twenty years, going to nowhere.
My son awaits you, tell me
On the road of suffering, emptiness
Without sun, sky and water
How suffering not imagine
No one will be closer to me than you ...