My Small Sun - Sakis Athanasiadis New Lyrics 2011- Grecce
With a Vespa in Prespa
ou said to me we go interruptions
the heat to us it will eat
This year we find ways
That few have it goes
Helmets rucksacks and remaining
Behind the city empty Thessalonica-Edessa
Coffee in the lake Agra
Attitude in Florina again
And the heat has left
Now begin the turns
In the forest the peacefulness
With a Vespa in Prespa
As birds…
With a Vespa in Prespa
Embrace…
Took your boat i said to you
inenters we will come
out in order to we see a sunset
That other cannot
In this wild the life Something
we will remember
Somebody of us dreams half
That possibly him we find
Cop.8-8-2011 Sakis Athanasiadis
sakathanasiadis@gmail.com grecce
August Star
Fly… a Stone it flies
In a star here near
And if you strike him that demands
you will have him afterwards
Fly… a Stone it flies
In what you front are afraid and see
Also if him you strike
his demands it leaves far
August star
Falls keeps I the hand
Do not feel sorry the kiss
Is the night magic
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