My friends, good morning.

Only to those I value, I will give an opinion.
It's time I'm worried and I can clearly see it.
The Drachma is a Trojan Horse,
and looting ensues.
And those who I find agree with you,
kindly please,
the message to send,
to a man of yours.

The sun at sunrise, serves hope
so do we, we must march.

The sun in the west when looking, he walks in the dark
so we think too, how we should work.
Let's stay with the powerful,
to change our ways
and as if we 'step' firmly,
we are winning the battle.