Νάνα Μούσχουρη - Η Ενδεκάτη εντολή

Music : G. Chatzinasios
Lyrics: N. Gatsos

The Eleventh Commandment

Cast a silent look
On this world of sinners
And see the earth burning
And hand on heart
If the heat does not choke you
Go and search who is to blame
Like a submissive bird
Who has never flown
And stays on the ground
You didnt respect
The eleventh commandment
Thats why youre still suffering

Its old, its new
Like a reflection of the soul
And the deepness of the heart
But in this worldwide fire
Where the cards got mixed up
Nobody will know it
Well, go and find Moses
And ask him again
Whether he knows
About the eleventh commandment
Which is pure like glass
And sharp like a knife

In your icy desert
Laughter becomes damaging
And beauty becomes darkness
Such is life, my friend,
The sun announces the morning
And it sets at dusk
Therefore be patient
Now that its night time
And that no boat will show up
This eleventh commandment,
Only fools know it
And all the slaves of this world