Текст песни греческая - ЕМУ

My son, my pain is unbearable, my dear,
when I see you, like a dry leaf in the wind,
in life persecuted wander.

My son, you did not listen to your unfortunate father,
addicted day by day
twenty years old, and you are already old.

My son what are you waiting tell me
on that path covered with mud
you'll always be uprooted by a tree
without share, without sun and sky.

My son, think about my misfortune,
return home, I will heal your wounds
my son, my son, how painful it is for me!

My son, people are cruel, my dear,
rulers are war traders
and they laugh when we have a tear.

My son, do not trust anyone, my dear,
even your friends rejoiced, my God,
that you fell so low right now.