I wanna be adored/Horto Magiko (2009)
Text: Ian Brown & John Squire/ Gate 13 Panathinaikos
I wanna be adored
I don't have to sell my soul he's already in me. I don't need to sell my soul he's already in me. I wanna be adored. I wanna be adored. I don't have to sell my soul he's already in me. I don't need to sell my soul he's already in me. I wanna be adored. I wanna be adored. Adored. I wanna be adored. You adore me. You adore me. You adore me. I wanna. I wanna. I wanna be adored, wanna, I wanna, I wanna be adored. I wanna. I wanna. I wanna be adored. I wanna. I wanna. I gotta be adored. I wanna be adored
Horto Magiko
In’ ena horto magico, dhoste mou ligho ghia na pio, ton PAO mou na onirefto ke na fonaks’ os to Theo: Panatha mou, se aghapo, san heroini, sa skliro narcotico, san to hashish, to lsd, ghia/me sena PAO mastouroni ol’ i ghi, ol’ i ghi. Panatha mou, Panatha mou, se aghapo, se aghapo, opou ki an pezis panda tha s’ akoloutho, s’ akoloutho, PAO edho, PAO edho, PAO eki, PAO eki, opou ki an pezis panda tha ‘maste mazi, panda mazi
English translation
It's a magic weed, give me a little bit to taste, to dream of my PAO and shout as far as God: My Panatha, I love you, like heroin, like a hard drug, like hashish, lsd, for you PAO the whole world is stoned, (or: PAO the whole world is high on you), the whole world. My Panatha, my Panatha, I love you, I love you, wherever you may play I will always follow you, I follow you, PAO here, PAO here, PAO there, PAO there, wherever you may play we will always be together, always together.