06 ΑΠ' ΤΑ ΚΟΥΜΠΑΚΙΑ ΑΝΑΜΕΣΑ

translation from net:

Slowly, love
makes a hole, pierces like a sword
quickly it flows in the glance in the blood in the kiss

And even if a person locks his mind in a castle which has never been visited, with double locks
with light footsteps his love, like the spring draws near

Slowly, love
makes a hole, pierces like a sword
quickly it flows in the glance in the blood in the kiss

And even if you wear a shirt
which to the neck, to the neck buttons,
from between the buttons 

eros, eros makes a hole