Hero

What would we call a true-blue hero? No need
To wear a cape or be the saviour with a halo
None of us was born as a holy son of a holy place
But still we have capabilities and we should
Use them for our saving grace

Don't you think we have to care about the place
Where we belong. What I'm asking for is

Iroas, gine, iroas, ke min rotas, gine iroas
(hero, become a hero and don't ask, become a hero)

What if there was a true-blue hero? A fighter
For the truth and human justice: our saviour?
Selfishness and greed he would turn to
Simplicity and charity
But would we recognize, that it's our
Second chance for liberty?

And I know that he would care about the place
Where we belong. Be the one and only

Iroas, gine, iroas, ke min rotas, gine iroas
(hero, become a hero and don't ask, become a hero)

And I know that he would care about the place
Where we belong. What I'm asking for is

Iroas, gine, iroas, ke min rotas, gine iroas
(hero, become a hero and don't ask, become a hero)



Credits
Writer(s): Christos Efthimiadis, Ioannis Maniatopoulos, Vassilios Maniatopoulos, Christoph Tkocz, Markus Berger
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