Μακρυά απ' τα ψέματα - Γιώργος Νταλάρας

blood of a nation is a mirror of the sky. I'll leave one morning the talking I'll leave and start having job and doing actions, because many are silent and those who do talk, they ask like refugees in their own country, what party can dring the sky, (what party can) lock the sea in the human soul. You friends of the solitude, this is not a world for us. For years the blood of a nation is a mirror of the sky. I'll leave one morning to find my end, and (to find) a glory of another world to ...


















