When the wind removes a cry
The black the rain long and it turns away
It has finishes for always the possession
In the earth of gods and in my soul
When the wind in the cloud says
Far very far it runs
Then light blue sky and sun kiss
In the sea as the child it will play
You will live for this us the feast
Do not bend the head, you will live
And if short from the black the rain
Not been afraid the night you are full
You will live for this us the moment
A light blue sky says to you will live
In this light no one did not remain coward
Fire in the eyes the soul builds to you
When askeria by the sun they are burned
And the light blue river runs
Only their ashes will remain in order to they say:
Little dark is shame with so much light it plays.
Cop.2012-Sakis Athanasiadis
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