Mike Oldfield – Wild Goose Flaps Its Wings

Δακρύζουν τὰ μάτια ἐκεινοῦ ,ποῦ ἀκούει νὰ κλαῖνε
… μὲς στὴ νύχτα οἱ ἄγριες χῆνες
σὰν πετοῦν καὶ χωρίζουν λυπημένα
ἀπ’τη μαγεία καὶ τ’ἀνοιξιάτικα πρωϊνὰ τῆς χώρας………………

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