We would like to invite a friend of ours to sing a couple of songs together. He is quite handsome, Mr. Lavretis Macheritsas. He is a great guy. There, in the South, where death and love are fighting, I travelled for years like an empty seat, searching to find the right body. There, in the lights, the night finds its first signs. I was out of cigarettes and cigarettes, and you gave me a cigarette with a kiss. Which city, which country, which sea is travelling to you now? You are silent, you remember, and intoxicated in your sleep you laugh. Which city, which country, which sea is travelling to you now? You are silent, you remember, and intoxicated in your sleep you laugh. There, in the South, where love paid me off, I was lost like a disaster in its shadow, like a coin that fell into your black well. Your poverty lit up with jealousy, they left us together, I love you, I draw your eyes, like a sick man in the cradle of his baby. Which city, which country, which sea is travelling to you now? You are silent, you remember, and intoxicated in your sleep you laugh. Which city, which country, which sea is travelling to you now? You are silent, you remember, and intoxicated in your sleep you laugh.