A wasteland
Inhabitated
by living ghosts
Disharmony
Our hope is lost
Walking through
the valley of the shadow
of death
Where is your rod
my Shepherd
Why can't I find it?
Guide us Lord
show us a light
Grant us deliverance
Άγονη γη
Κατοικημένη
από ζωντανά φαντάσματα
Δυσαρμονία
Κάθε ελπίδα μας χαμένη
Πορευόμαστε
μέσα στην κοιλάδα της σκιάς
του θανάτου
Πού είναι η ράβδος Σου
Ποιμένα μας
Γιατί δεν μπορώ να τη βρω;
Οδήγησέ μας Κύριε
δείξε μας ένα φως
Λύτρωσέ μας
Kostas, I believe that God is showing us the light. The recent recoveries of Italians over 100 years of age is nothing short of a miracle. Hallelujah!
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I can only comment: Amen, May it come to pass. Beautiful words in a beautiful poem. Excellent.