Dimitris Mitropanos — Roza song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Roza" by Dimitris Mitropanos.
Lyrics
Στίχοι: Άλκης Αλκαίος
Μουσική: Θάνος Μικρούτσικος
Πρώτη εκτέλεση: Δημήτρης Μητροπάνος
Τα χείλη μου ξερά και διψασμένα
γυρεύουνε στην άσφαλτο νερό
περνάνε δίπλα μου τα τροχοφόρα
και συ μου λες μας περιμένει η μπόρα
και με τραβάς σε καμπαρέ υγρό
Βαδίζουμε μαζί στον ίδιο δρόμο
μα τα κελιά μας είναι χωριστά
σε πολιτεία μαγική γυρνάμε
δε θέλω πια να μάθω τι ζητάμε
φτάνει να μου χαρίσεις δυο φιλιά
Με παίζεις στη ρουλέτα και με χάνεις
σε ένα παραμύθι εφιαλτικό
φωνή εντόμου τώρα ειν' η φωνή μου
φυτό αναρριχώμενο η ζωή μου
με κόβεις και με ρίχνεις στο κενό
Πώς η ανάγκη γίνεται ιστορία
πώς η ιστορία γίνεται σιωπή
τι με κοιτάζεις Ρόζα μουδιασμένο
συγχώρα με που δεν καταλαβαίνω
τι λένε τα κομπιούτερς κι οι αριθμοί
Αγάπη μου από κάρβουνο και θειάφι
πώς σ' έχει αλλάξει έτσι ο καιρός
περνάνε πάνω μας τα τροχοφόρα
και γω μέσ' στην ομίχλη και τη μπόρα
κοιμάμαι στο πλευρό σου νηστικός
Πώς η ανάγκη γίνεται ιστορία
πώς η ιστορία γίνεται σιωπή
τι με κοιτάζεις Ρόζα μουδιασμένο
συγχώρα με που δεν καταλαβαίνω
τι λένε τα κομπιούτερς κι οι αριθμοί
Your lips dry and thirsty
searching for water on the asphalt
the wheeled machines are running past me and you are telling me that the cloudburst awaits us and drawing me into a damp cabaret
We are walking down the same street together
but our dungeons are separate
we circle a magic city
I no longer want to learn what it is we look for
it’s enough if you give me just two kisses
you play me at roulette and lose me in a nightmare fairy tale
now my voice is the voice of an insect
my life an uprooted plant
you cut me off and toss me into the void
How need turns into history
how history turns into silence
what are you looking at me for, Rosa, all numb
forgive me for not understanding you
what is the computers say, and the numbers?
My beloved, made of coal and sulphur,
how can time have altered you so?
the wheeled machines are running over us and I in the fog and in the rain
am sleeping by your side, fasting
How need turns into history
how history turns into silence
what are you looking at me for, Rosa, all numb
forgive me for not understanding you
what is the computers say, and the numbers?
Lyrics translation
Lyrics: Alkis Alkaios
Music: Thanos Mikroutsikos
First performance: Dimitris Mitropanos
My lips dry and thirsty
they're looking for water on the tarmac.
wheeled vehicles pass by me
and you tell me the storm is waiting for us
and you pull me into cabaret wet
We walk together on the same road
but our cells are separate.
in a state of magic we turn
I don't want to know what we're asking anymore.
just give me two kisses.
You play me at roulette and you lose me
in a nightmarish fairy tale
insect voice is now my voice
climbing plant my life
you cut me off and throw me into the void
How need becomes history
how history becomes silence
What are you staring at me for?
forgive me for not understanding
what calculators and numbers say
Honey of charcoal and brimstone
how has the weather changed you like this
the wheels are coming right at us.
and I'm in the fog and the rain
I sleep by Your Side fasting
How need becomes history
how history becomes silence
What are you staring at me for?
forgive me for not understanding
what calculators and numbers say
Your lips dry and thirsty
searching for water on the asphalt
the wheeled machines are running past me and you are telling me that the cloudburst awaits us and drawing me into a damp cabaret
We are walking down the same street together
but our dungeons are separate
we circle a magic city
I no longer want to learn what it is we look for
it’s enough if you give me just two kisses
you play me at roulette and lose me in a nightmare fairy tale
now my voice is the voice of an insect
my life an uprooted plant
you cut me off and toss me into the void
How need turns into history
how history turns into silence
what are you looking at me for, Rosa, all numb
forgive me for not understanding you
what is the computers say, and the numbers?
My beloved, made of coal and sulphur,
how can time have altered you so?
the wheeled machines are running over us and I in the fog and in the rain
am sleeping by your side, fasting
How need turns into history
how history turns into silence
what are you looking at me for, Rosa, all numb
forgive me for not understanding you
what is the computers say, and the numbers?