Evening Star

Tα βήματά μας, άθελά μας, είναι δώρα ακριβά
γι' αυτούς που μένουν και περιμένουν το σούρουπο μιαν αγκαλιά.

Kι εσύ αποσπερίτη μου του δειλινού ταιριάζεις.
Άδολα είναι τα μάτια σου και μην τα κατεβάζεις.

-- 8anashs Papakonstantinou / Aposperiths (Evening Star)

[ Our steps, unintentionally, are priceless gifts,
for those who stay and wait for an embrace at dusk.

And you, my evening star, become the dusk.
Your eyes are true and lower them not. ]

Personal thoughts: How can we feel so lost?
We have the stars, to show us where our dreams lie.
We have lighthouses, to show us where our hope lies.
We have streetlights, to show us where our home, our heart lies.
And yet we feel lost... How can that be?
Look... Just look...