Himself as a child – Marios Frangoulis

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Ι will hide myself for somedays but i will return soon

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Όταν ήμουν παιδί είχα βρει έναν κήπο για να κρύβομαι εκεί απ’ τη ζωή όταν λείπω όταν ήμουν παιδί είχα κρύψει έναν ήλιο να ‘χει ο δρόμος μου φως κι η σιωπή μου έναν φίλο

Himself as a child he’s holding hands with
Over the same places life will take them tonight
They’ll be passing again by the houses of memory by empty seas, by the nets of fear

They’ll be passing again by the houses of memory by empty seas, by the nets of fear
They’ll stand together and see passing by like rivers the moments that never come back and the faces that have turned themselves into streets and centuries and the dreams that have dug through the years hideouts

when I was a child I had discovered a garden
So I could hide myself there whenever I’m absent from life when I was a child I had hidden a sun So that my way could have light Continue reading

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