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γαμάτοοο
...Now that the wind called my name
And my star had faded now hardly a glimpse up in the empty space
And the wise one-eyed great father in the sky stilled my flame...
Aυτα...
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ΑΞΙΖΕΙ ΦΙΛΕ ΝΑ ΥΠΑΡΧΕΙΣ ΓΙΑ ΕΝΑ ΟΝΕΙΡΟ ΚΙ ΑΣ ΕΙΝΑΙ Η ΦΩΤΙΑ ΤΟΥ ΝΑ ΣΕ ΚΑΨΕΙ...