Performance: Diafana Krina Lyrics: Diafana Krina Music: Dionysis Kapsalis I know it will come and I will not be as I am to welcome it with my best coat Neither absorbed in the pages of some volume where I ascend to learn that I stand I will not be praying to a universe that dazzles I will not rudely ask "where is your sting" It will not be a parent to tell me "stand and dress up, time for us to live, my child, it dawns" It will come the hour my light is torn apart and I beg fanatically for a bit of calmness It will come like a fiery edict which loosens ties of life and the ample happiness of the world It will not be gathering sky to cleanse me It will not hold basil or spearmint leaves It will come the hour my light is torn apart Both death and love are as much, though we can also think…