Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
On the morning of a night when I spat into my destiny,
I blossomed,
My resistance rose to such a pitch,
Never again,
I never surrendered a single day of my life to the darkness,
And with every booming voice I uttered,
I thanked that night, which constricted my throat and questioned me,
I know if I forget, I will be defeated,
That’s why I enshrined it in my mind with a gilded frame,
And with each revisit, my past mind,
I looked at that painting and grew stronger,
Great reckonings,
The work of new beginnings,
I learned it all by renewing it, over and over again.
