Αnthem for my lovely Country
My lovely Country
I learned about you
in my school’s reading books
on the Kolonos hill
My lovely Country
I loved you
in my grand father’s narrations
near the extinguished wood stove
My lovely Country
I discovered you
inside the watchtower
of the foggy Larissa
My lovely Country
I admired you
in the Komotini’s expectations
My lovely Country
I forgot you
running from here and there
searching a new identity
My lovely Country
I mislaid you
-fortunely for a while-
lost in faint hopes for a globilised peace
My lovely Country
I hurted you
denying the History and the Heroes
My lovely Country
I betrayed you
holding and waving other flags
My lovely Country-Mother
you must go back
you have to protect all your children
in Greece and abroad
from the dangers of the future
Without you
we keep the forch of a glory
which burns but it never illuminates us.