Hot night familiar small lights

Someone is calling me over the sea

Come back to me please

No she, she doesn’t know me

I didn’t want anybody to know

What my Greek link shows



How many times I went away

Far from these lasting days spent

In your cradle

So many times I came back

Bringing you some drops of regret

They won’t dry up yet



New chance where are you from and

What will you be from the moment we leave

What about your lips

My friends don’t call it pause, break

Rather the reason, the passion, the sense

Remember?



How many times I went away

Far from these lasting days spent

In your cradle

So many times I came back

Bringing you some drops of regret

They won’t dry up yet



How many times I went away

Far from these lasting days spent

In your cradle

So many times I came back

Bringing you some drops of regret

They won’t dry up yet


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