Social Waste

Proud mountains, blinds and dens
Old and untrodden, now centers of development
Turbines, concrete, cement and steel
Agrafa hold on, they stepped on Niala

Wind farms produce electric power
For companies and this is the problem
They get it cheap and sell it high
They raid nature and sell the land off

And Adonis on the tv, transmitter for the corporations
Development on top with the focus on truncheons
New regimen raw capitalism
A beast to the common men, bowed to the industrialists

You free mountain peaks and beeches that don’t bend
Gusts of wind that rule the clouds
Carry the words around to enter a load of ears
Free mountains are never for sale

You Northern wind that you never sleep
Break some windmills
And you Libeccio from the South
Blow them down to clash

Athens golden boys went out
To the free Greece of the mountains
They used to drive only up to Arachova
But now they started strolling with less fear

Cause now that business is tight
Do you know what the lust for money can turn you into?
Like the scions of the “high birth” of this country
The sappy blusterers like Dora’s son

And hawkers promise big business
Special Forces judges for dissidents
Channels penetrate your walls
And the Left hunts you for votes

The synergy is set up for the buckaroos
The mountains are green, the energy not
And our only hope which is illegal
it is you, it is Zephyr, Libeccio and the rest of the winds

You Northern wind that you never sleep
Break some windmills
And you Libeccio from the South
Blow them down to clash/vc_column_text]