Η λεωφόρος της ελπίδας και το τυφλό φεγγάρι

 along the avenue of hope
the footsteps falter, fingers grope
and the days, stretch out beneath the sun

no-one's born, no-one dies,
no-one loves, so no-one cries
and we wait to see just what we will become

don't let me falter, don't let me ride
don't let the earth in me subside
let me see just who i will become

you're like the clouds in my home town
you just grow fat, and hang around
and your days, stretch out beneath the sun

no-one's born, no-one dies,
no-one loves, so no-one cries
and we wait to see just what we will become

don't let me borrow, don't let me bring
don't let me wallow, don't make me sing
let me see just who i will become

don't let me falter, don't let me hide
don't let someone else decide
just who or what i will become

don't make 'em borrow, don't make 'em bring
don't let them wallow, don't let them sing
let them stretch out beneath the sun

the sun may glorify the heavens
but he never sees the stars
we may illuminate the atmospheres
still not know
still not know
who we are

and the moon
is a blind eye


we may dig amonst the rocks and stones
to find a fragment of the past
we may consecrate our ruins
in praise of how
praise of how
how they last

and the moon
is a blind eye


did you see whilst you were looking
did you notice anything that's mine
what did you feel when you got there
to be loved
to be loved
is to be divine

and the moon
is a blind eye
is a blind eye...