Skies visible
Under the seaside shadows.
By the City,
by the Gates,
Streets of sands / Sadness strays.

The war is over now,
The pain is over now.
Fair Eyes still can't see
The healing time provides.
Warless I could not see.

Sous des cieux fades de promesses, des horizons hallucinйs,
La terre nous йtait dйsormais йtrangиre.
Patris Pontos
Les flots brisйs,
Le sillage: un йclair –
Terre, mer, cieux mйlangйs:
Seuls les vents hurlent а nos oreilles.
Nos yeux fracassйs que le sang aveugle...
Sur une mer dйmontйe, machine de colйrc.

Watch over me
Beyond the velvet veil of fear,
A firmament of grieves,
A century of burning.
We were tempted by a shade:
In war times, only
the shell of loneliness is safe.
But under war-broken trees,
Dreams come fast...
Dreams come when you are weary of the sun.