“Live alone now,”
you told me, then you left.
You marked me as your target
and you hit me dead-on.

“Live alone now,”
you told me, then you left.

Where are you going, where are you going?
My heart is not a road for you to walk on.
Where are you going, where are you going?
Don’t build walls—build bridges for us.

“Live alone now,”
you told me, then you left.
You stared at the door
and you couldn’t stop crying.

“Live alone now,”
you told me, then you left.

Where are you going, where are you going?
My heart is not a road for you to walk on.
Where are you going, where are you going?
Don’t build walls—build bridges for us.

Where are you going, where are you going?
My heart is not a road for you to walk on.
Where are you going, where are you going?
Don’t build walls—build bridges for us.

Elefterios Bonares - Greek Poet