The world is big, the world is small Blind men think there is no world at all But seasons come and seasons go Sometimes full of sunlight Sometimes snow The world is shallow or it's deep Half away the others have a steep Full of many, but meant for few Depending in the ends on what you do The world is only What ever you can make it Just like an ache inside Untill you break it Dreams were asleep Untill I kissed some true If it could happen in Athens Why not to you Afto pou akoute Synevi stin Athina Pano sto dromo P' anthizane ta krina Dreams were asleep Untill I kissed some true If it could happen in Athens Why not to you