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Καλημέρα

Καλημέρα
Φωτογραφία: Zuzana Pustaiová
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Laila Richter – Silent Song

Tired eyes
He forgets to smile
‘Cause he’s seen skies die
He’s been walking some miles

Tears of blood
Droppin’ on his chin
One too many scars
And shadows under his skin

Where we never were
Is where he’s always been
Living in his prayer
Many things he’s seen

He’s caught in his silent song
He’s been silent for so long
With burning questions in his heart
Where is the end and where was my starting point

Noisy life
Now the lonely time
Still always at strife
The sun’s too far away to shine

Angel dust
Running through his veins
‘Cause he has lost his trust
And his life is tied in chains

Where we never were
Is where he’s always been
Living in his prayer
Many things he’s seen

He’s caught in his silent song
He’s been silent for so long
With burning questions in his heart
Where is the end and where was my starting point