Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
No more melee wars
All are brothers.
That is, leaving aside the differences of violence
Sing the song of peace.
Why do you discriminate?
Let’s see who benefits from that.
Think about it, I say again and again –
I don’t have time.
The warlords fought,
Those who take their own interests,
I came to wake everyone up
To wake you up.
Messenger of peace, God banishes turmoil,
I will not cry for losing someone else,
Bringing harmony brother by brother
I want to be yours.
I know that war means horror.
Only death and destruction,
So I brought the message of peace –
Come shake hands.
