Dorei Ichiba -Douloi-

“We’re off!”

...look! The cart rattles
...see! The old woman 《jumps in fright》
They want to go home, but they can't say it
Even if they want to go home, they don’t have one

...look! The horsewhip crackles
...see! The old man 《starts acting suspiciously》
They want to go home, but they can't say it
Even if they want to go home, they don’t have one

Round and round spin the cart wheels, where is Moira taking them
The warmth from each other's backs is their only light of hope[Ελπιδα]...

“Come on, hurry up!”
“You good-for-nothings! Here, here, carry more!”

With heavy footsteps
Where, where, where are they heading?[κάπου, κάπου, πηγαίνω κάπου]
Their prayers aren’t answered
Why, why, why do they have to go?[γιατι, γιατι,πρέπει να πάτε]
With weary bodies
Where, where, where are they heading?[κάπου,κάπου,πηγαίνω κάπου]
It’s just because of their fate
Why, why, why do they have to go?[γιατι, γιατι, πρέπει να πάτε]

Is equality a lie? Is it an illusion?
A grave+place where a price is set on your life
That's the slave market, the slave market, the slave market......

“Come on, hurry up!”
“Hey!”
“Come on, come on!”
“Uh....Misia...”
“Don’t slow down!”
“Misia...”
“Elef...”

Their hands slip out of each other’s grasps and they are torn far, far apart
“Misia--------!!!” “Elef-------------!!!”
Round and round come the seasons, where is Moira taking them?
On the yet unseen horizon of history, whose light is it that comes fluttering down...

Translated by Defade.