Texty:
Grecas

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I'm black on blacker velvet, milk skin and veins Like some El Greco painting, so full of pain So full of longing for light of day I thought I knew who

In the summer sun of greece dreaming under orange trees That's the way to live in harmony. In the summer sun of greece dancing in the cooling breeze There

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The summer sun is fading As the year grows old And darker days are drawing near The winter winds will be much colder Now you're not here I watch the

Girisa ti gi gia na psakso tin agapi palepsa gera sta potamia mes sto xarti. Eida sinnefies ouranous me mauro dakri gkremisa vouna stou oneirou mou tin

Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies

This is my December This is my time of the year This is my December This is all so clear This is my December This is my snow covered home This is

We knew thee of old, Oh, divinely restored, By the lights of thine eyes And the light of thy Sword From the graves of our slain Shall thy valour prevail