10.05.2024
Eleftheria Arvanitaki - Τα Σχοινιά (Ta Skhoiniá) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
English
The Ropes
In the yards of wintertell me fairytales
in which you win.
Even if the neighborhood sees me
picking up the ropes,
golden costume.
What you need I've felt it
he who sees, what to give
to anyone who doesn't ask.
Only pain, two loads
such only the primates
only so simple.
Don't listen to them to the depths you fly
Fasting gods for friends ask
don't listen to them, it concerns you
the no you hear the nights clearly.
Don't listen open your wings
In the yards of winter
tell me fairytales
in which you win.
Even if the neighborhood sees me
picking up the ropes,
with what hates up.
It was a caress that they said leave
the herd went wrong
went wrong there.
Only gifts, only jokes
Carnivorous fantasy,
Mud the whole earth.
In the yards of winter
tell me fairytales
in which you win.
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