merry greet, merry part and merry greet again. may the peace of the goddess be ever in your heart

mmmm merry great and merry part.. sounds kinky.. meow^

google translate:

Enigma under water
hidden but not in control
lives and travels into the deep
cloth with pile but rowing

anampoumpoula in weather
Madness is water rocks
In my countless hidden places
Money magic and myth

boat sailors counting the shadows
and crapshooter the mundane evenings

boat sailors forget the homecoming
and runs in their blood death

enigma beneath the seabed
Castaway and I want to be saved
saving the broken boat
is by no suicide

say that there is time
that can reach the shore
I feel my body chill
grip than the worn wood using

google translate:



The beautiful the deep blue eyes you
Premiere: Mark Vamvakaris, Frank
Other interpretations:
Luke Ntaralas
George Dalaras


The beautiful blue in your eyes
that looks like the stars of heaven
how many pieces they did not hearts
have the power of those rolling pin

The white leotard you beautiful
stands like a pillar and always talk
within this fake Kosmaki
Always happy feet and laugh

Anyone will fall into the net yours
like carnation and he will wither
rose as it will go will endure
heartily he would hurt


6. The beautiful azure YOUR EYES
George Painter: accordion
Vangelis Karapetros: bouzouki, acoustic guitar, drums, bass

google translation:

Music: Municipal Insular
Evrminefei: Virtue Ketime
Play: the "Melwdikoi Unemployed" and Virtue Ketime

Excerpt from the event to the Virtue Ketime Filippiada on 4/7/2011. The event was dedicated to the City and was themed "city of dreams for you tonight Listen to your children sing"
Attended the event: The traditional shape "Melwdikoi Unemployed" and the children's choir of the parish of Saint Vissarion Filippiada.
Featured Luke Panayiotou.

google translate:

During the patience of Stavros Kougioumtzi-Manos Eleftheriou.
Album: "The tall windows" (1975)

[link to paixnidigiadyo.blogspot.com]

If people are beautiful
world is a liar
like dark glass
and like an old mirror

In the year of patience
no one remembered us
no one remembered us
the year of patience

The letters I came back
without reading
But tell me why I was raped
to condemn me

In the year of patience
no one remembered us
no one remembered us
the year of patience

Poetry: Constantine P. Cavafy
Music: Christos Nikolopoulos
The poem was written in February 1917
Drive: Flowers reverence (1996)

lol, Wicca.

Grow a pair and worship Satan.

Fucking women.



Well, okay.

The music was kinda cool.

why are you taking something as irrelevant as a label and making a subject out of it you stupid pasty skinned stool of an interface?

the music speaks for itself, don't need a pompous moran like yourself to bring it down
are you a paras

itic leech?

Don't get your panties in a bundle, princess.

It was only in jest.

Also, that's an awesome insult.

master response from a dubious white flag yielding fence sitting low life dead loss to society lying dog

you just love the internet don't you...

insult?

there you go twisting again...coward

it was simply a statement of fact

More than you'll know, sweetheart.

More than you'll know.



Also, another good insult!

I'm gonna have to start writing these down.

hahaha

You're all right, kid.



However, let's get back on topic, shall we?

was about to say the exact same thing cuz!