Φωτογράφος Στίς Κηδείες | Fotografos Steis Kideies (Photographer at Funerals)

*Greek lyrics based on poetry written by Nikos Dimou

The photographer at funerals is Nobody
Nobody captures them, the moments disappear slowly
Faded instances, we once captured on paper
Little scraps swirling in the wind, like life's tally

Shadows from cypress trees strike their faces
Faces staring blankly at this void
But there's no grasp, they try to hold the emptiness
In an empty space they yearn to grasp a hollow sky

Yet as a photographic subject, they excel
Only at funerals will you find genuine people
Tears held like keepsakes
Only at funerals will you find unmasked souls

Either way, one day, we'll part ways
Gently, we'll reach the end of the line
Why'd you keep this photograph, grim and obscure?
I'd rather not part separately, I'd rather part together

Yet as a photographic subject, they excel
Only at funerals will you find genuine people
Tears held like keepsakes
Only at funerals will you find unmasked souls

December came and went, the holidays are gone
There's always time, but today a bit less
Old photographs, when we used to laugh
Faded papers, no longer measuring life