Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
For as long as we remember, this black earth
at times blazes, turning into a grave.
Life and love there hold no worth.
The only law is: Master over slave!
For a very long time, since the world began,
this low bar refuses to yield.
It cunningly adapts, manufactures intrigue,
bribes insidiously, and doesn’t let you breathe.
But once it stands firm, it hates to the core.
It despises, executes, raises clouds of dust.
The low bar does not like to argue.
Its aim is to silence everyone with fear!
I believe that all shining people
will, with a fist and sacred drive,
overcome this ugly, low bar.
So our future day will be bright!
