Mas vrike i trikymia mesa stin Egnatia
Boforia mas travane sta anoichta
Sa lathos na ‘nai i rota, poios paizei me ta fota?
Ki i plori mas travaei gia Grevena
Se mia thalassa ouiski
Navagoi kai poios mas vriskei
Kai zalizetai treglizei, oli gi

Me kefali sourotiri
Kai t’ amaxi trechantiri
Poios tou evale pidalio kai pani?

Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol is free, alcohol is free

Kyma kai lyssomanaei
Ki i gorgona na rotaei
Ma o Alekos ta ‘chei piei, kali kyra

Mesopelaga fanari
Re mas pirane champari
Poios to pige to spitaki mou makria, makria?

Mas vrike i trikoimia, mesa stin egnatia
Boforia mas travane sta anoichta
Sa lathos na ‘nai i rota, poios paizei me ta fota?
Ki i plori mas travaei gia Grevena

Mas vrike i trikoimia, mesa stin egnatia
Boforia mas travane sta anoichta
Sa lathos na ‘nai i rota, poios paizei me ta fota?
Ki i plori mas travaei gia Grevena

De mas ftaigan ta ouiskakia
Bompa itan ta pagakia
Kai to skafos echei rodes, telika

Archontes kai trochonomos
Den einai gia mas o dromos
Katifora mes sti thalassa, archina

Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol is free, alcohol is free

Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol is free, alcohol is free

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Translation

The heavy storm found us on Egnatia Street
Beaufort forces take us on the open sea
The course might be a little wrong, who is playing with the lights?
And the ship’s fore pulls us towards Grevena
In a sea of whisky
Castaways and who can find us
And the whole earth gets dizzy, staggers

Someone with his head like a strainer
And the car like a fishing boat
Who has put the rudder and sail?

Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol is free, alcohol is free

There’s a wave and it’s raging
And the mermaid is asking
But Alekos is drunk, fair lady

There’s a lantern in the middle of the sea
Dude, we were found out
Who took my little house far away, far away?

The heavy storm found us passing through Via Egnatia
Beaufort forces take us on the open sea
The course might be a little wrong, who is playing with the lights?
And the ship’s fore pulls us towards Grevena

The heavy storm found us passing through Via Egnatia
Beaufort forces take us on the open sea
The course might be a little wrong, who is playing with the lights?
And the ship’s fore pulls us towards Grevena

The whisky is not to blame
The ice cubes were bombs
Even the boat eventually has wheels

Alcotest and a traffic warden
The road wasn’t made for us
Downhill is starting in the sea

Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol is free, alcohol is free

Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol is free
Alcohol is free, alcohol is free