The Wild Flower (To Agriolouloudo) (Haris Alexiou)

Do not feel sorry for me, throw me out tonight and cut my life as if I were a wild flower. I started off naked, I go on alone, grief is my home, the journey is my song. Throw me out and don't feel sorry, don't care about what will become of me, the wild flower endures both in snow and in rain. Do not keep me only out of pity; I've got used to the cold, I'll also endure the snow. I started off naked, I go on alone, grief is my home, the journey is my song. Throw me out and don't feel sorry, don't care about what will become of me, the wild flower endures both in snow and in rain.