Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
That you were inspired by the fire of love,
I understood it from your poetry-colored eyes,
That you set fire to the desert of my soul,
I understood it from your poetry-colored eyes,
Did the dark love enter your heart.
I couldn’t see your heart like a thorn,
Your trouble looking at the roads of hope,
I understood it from your poetry-colored eyes,
The posture of your charming figure,
This is how our past came to be,
The smile that crystallized on your lips,
I understood it from your poetry-colored eyes,
While planning the wedding in the future,
We couldn’t untie the knot tied in reverse,
What you thought of me,
I understood it from your poetry-colored eyes.
When you turned your head towards me,
You made your eyebrows like the crescent dance,
Your last look at this Azeroğlu,
I understood it from your poetry-colored eyes…
