Lyrics

I bought red glasses and everything around me looks like a cinema movie
and I don't know how to live, I don't know how to love
I just watch my life
I bought a red pen, follow the coastline and write
songs of fire, songs of blaze
I just copy my life

Oh, how beautiful the sun and the morning are
and what a pain the friend who cries ''trip'' is
Oh, how beautiful the moon is when it comes out to see us
holding a light for the love's feast

I bought a red heart and wear a loose shirt
and I ask the people who know about love to tell me whom I should give love to
I bought red wings, have a good time and laugh
I touch the snow's body and the martlet's tail
I talk into God's ears.

Oh, how beautiful the sun and the morning are
and what a pain the friend who cries ''trip'' is
Oh, how beautiful the moon is when it comes out to see us
holding a lightfor the love's feast

S. Kraounakis
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The North Star will drive the clouds off
but before the sail cloth appears in the sea
I will become wave and fire to hug you, foreign land
and you, my fatherland, now lost and distant
you will become a cuddle and a wound at the same time
as soon as you wake up in this foreign land

Now I jump into life's feast
Now I jump into joy's celebration

My old moons, my new birds
drive the sun and the day off the mountain
so as to see me passing by like a lightning.

M. Hatzidakis/N. Gatsos