Κάποτε ήμουν πριγκίπεσσα με έλεγε ο μπαμπάς μου κάθε φορά που το ακουώ τα δάκρυα τρέχουν ποτάμι γιατί για εκείνον ήμουν η πριγκιπεσσα του πατέρα σε αγαπω και κλαίω κάθε φορά σε σκεφτομαι
We are little asia. . .Here is all our country. . .Troya, Helen, Hitit, Frigya, Sparta, Turks. . . "Peace at home, peace at World . " I love Melina's voice. .
different Ι wish but different I do how to tell you I was saying the years pass and I will comply But it is an gift without reason for change character you keep an account without result and you are right with difficulty too outside, the air blows and inside of me inside this house my princess... your light and my light dancing around us unbelievable are the world and our character... I wish others things but I do differents and now I arrived here because the mistakes and suffering all this got me right. In morning on the road I drop a line I find myself and I lose my mind. outside, the air blows and inside of me inside this house my princess... your light and my light dancing around us unbelievable are the world and our character...
Τέλειο! Αυτό έχω να πω μόνο ΤΕΛΕΙΟ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Άλλα θέλω κι άλλα κάνω πώς να σου το πω έλεγα περνούν τα χρόνια θα συμμορφωθώ. Μα είναι δώρο άδωρο ν’ αλλάξεις χαρακτήρα τζάμπα κρατάς λογαριασμό τζάμπα σωστός με το στανιό. Έξω φυσάει αέρας κι όμως μέσα μου μέσα σ’ αυτό το σπίτι πριγκιπέσα μου, το φως σου και το φως χορεύουν γύρω μας απίστευτος ο κόσμος κι ο χαρακτήρας μας. Άλλα θέλω κι άλλα κάνω κι έφτασα ως εδώ λάθη στραβά και πάθη μ’ έβγαλαν σωστό. Ξημερώματα στο δρόμο ρίχνω πετονιά πιάνω τον εαυτό μου και χάνω το μυαλό μου.
The way out... By lp For I'll pay no attention to the heart, and I'll bear the pain... till it breaks down on desperation, falls deep into doom, and then... it all will be just fine, like it never happened at all... like a complete peace, serene... heavenly laying onto such bed if roses, which Nature will embrace my soul forever. No more pain, no suffering... no worries. Like a thought, lost, in dreams... ' C A U S E ... the only way out, is not to think on how lonesome my heart may feel, but to believe that as long as it has nothing in it, like to compromise its lonely state of mind, for the love and care that is no more. Oh, boy...
