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11-10-23
11:19
Ασπρόμαυρος, όπως τις παλιές καλές εποχές...
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20-08-12
19:02
Αυτό το έχουμε βάλει;
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's always cold when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
She's always gone too long
Any time she goes away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
In this house just ain't my home
Any time she goes away
I know
Yeah, I know
I know
I will leave your things alone
There ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Only darkness every day
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
In this house just ain't my home
Any time she goes away
Any time she goes away
I wonder this time where she's gone
I wonder if she's gone to stay
I leave your things alone
But there ain't no sunshine when she's gone
I leave your things alone
But there ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Any time she goes away
Any time she goes away
Any time she goes away
It's always cold when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
She's always gone too long
Any time she goes away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
In this house just ain't my home
Any time she goes away
I know
Yeah, I know
I know
I will leave your things alone
There ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Only darkness every day
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
In this house just ain't my home
Any time she goes away
Any time she goes away
I wonder this time where she's gone
I wonder if she's gone to stay
I leave your things alone
But there ain't no sunshine when she's gone
I leave your things alone
But there ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Any time she goes away
Any time she goes away
Any time she goes away
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10-07-12
08:58
paraf, πήγες;
μπα..., δεν το πήρα καν χαμπάρι. που ήσουνα τόσο καιρό να μας το θυμίσεις;
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqxVX8AeVDY
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20-03-12
00:18
Με αυτό το τραγούδι με αποχαιρέτησε μια παλιά αγάπη...
My anger is a storm with no rain
Thoughts take you away again
And when you leave me where do you go
Already I've forgotten that you wait for me
At the end of my thoughts I twist and turn
Myself a knot
You remain in this my age of reason
You love me truly truly
If I withhold nothing it is my bleary eyed duty
I speak to my own
Wooden knees neath the table
I have the love of family
Bright as judgement in my wake
Hands down the grain of wood
Wrought iron eighteen cedar
If is a comfort for me to know
You will it that I need her
She remains in this my age of reason
She loves me truly truly
If I withhold nothing it is my bleary eyed duty
Your tears fall at the drop of my hat
Trouble and suffering yeah yeah yeah all of that
I'm wearing down your Sunday shoes
Out of my head it is you I choose
Lovely feathers I can't refuse
It's like the moon just walked in the room
Hey sober in spirit yeah sober in mind
A holy fuzz comes through the line
In his time
You remain in this my age of reason
You love me truly truly
If I withhold nothing it is my bleary eyed duty
Thoughts take you away again
And when you leave me where do you go
Already I've forgotten that you wait for me
At the end of my thoughts I twist and turn
Myself a knot
You remain in this my age of reason
You love me truly truly
If I withhold nothing it is my bleary eyed duty
I speak to my own
Wooden knees neath the table
I have the love of family
Bright as judgement in my wake
Hands down the grain of wood
Wrought iron eighteen cedar
If is a comfort for me to know
You will it that I need her
She remains in this my age of reason
She loves me truly truly
If I withhold nothing it is my bleary eyed duty
Your tears fall at the drop of my hat
Trouble and suffering yeah yeah yeah all of that
I'm wearing down your Sunday shoes
Out of my head it is you I choose
Lovely feathers I can't refuse
It's like the moon just walked in the room
Hey sober in spirit yeah sober in mind
A holy fuzz comes through the line
In his time
You remain in this my age of reason
You love me truly truly
If I withhold nothing it is my bleary eyed duty
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12-03-12
21:58
This fear...is only the beginning!
υπάρχει μια θλίψη να γίνει ποθητή
να γίνει ο πόθος των θλίψεων
υπάρχει μια θλίψη να γίνει ποθητή
να γίνει ο πόθος των θλίψεων
This fear is only the beginning
All for the loving hand
Yes I smile and I agree
It is a good night to shiver
A good tounge might make it right
All Ive said above a whisper
There is a sorrow to be desired
To be sorrows desire
What they say is true
It is a dirty blue
This color around you
Your curled up warm
In your own little corner of Sodom
Did you agree to believe
This fall has no bottom
There is a sorrow to be desired
To be sorrows desire
All we move by the book of numbers
Im held together by string
Ii hear not the voices of others
The bells of Leuven ring
Fear not the faces of brothers
Ive come apart it seems
I see not the faces are covered
Im in your amber ring
Your amber ring
All for the loving hand
Yes I smile and I agree
It is a good night to shiver
A good tounge might make it right
All Ive said above a whisper
There is a sorrow to be desired
To be sorrows desire
What they say is true
It is a dirty blue
This color around you
Your curled up warm
In your own little corner of Sodom
Did you agree to believe
This fall has no bottom
There is a sorrow to be desired
To be sorrows desire
All we move by the book of numbers
Im held together by string
Ii hear not the voices of others
The bells of Leuven ring
Fear not the faces of brothers
Ive come apart it seems
I see not the faces are covered
Im in your amber ring
Your amber ring
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11-03-12
16:41
Προσκυνώ!
i've grown tired, of the words of the single man
hangin' lifeless on his every word -- o man
you don't understand dear man
the little angel held out her hand
sayin' father, father i love you
o praise jesus i got her
ok yeah billygoat an we'll play farm
i didn't mean to spirit stiff you
nor to doy you no harm
you say you've got a bone to pick
well, there's plenty showin' on me
come on up yeah bring your temper boy
we'll see, we'll see
yeah you may be the only one come on son
bring your blade and your gun
and if i die by your hand
i've gotta home in glory land
hangin' lifeless on his every word -- o man
you don't understand dear man
the little angel held out her hand
sayin' father, father i love you
o praise jesus i got her
ok yeah billygoat an we'll play farm
i didn't mean to spirit stiff you
nor to doy you no harm
you say you've got a bone to pick
well, there's plenty showin' on me
come on up yeah bring your temper boy
we'll see, we'll see
yeah you may be the only one come on son
bring your blade and your gun
and if i die by your hand
i've gotta home in glory land
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