Τρεις μήνες διακοπές

Ευσεβείς πόθοι...
Αλλά, αφού δεν μπορώ εγώ, λέω να στείλω το μπλογκ για μεγάλες διακοπές.
Κι αν μου λείψει, θα του γράψω γράμμα. Ή θα στείλω καρτ-ποστάλ.
Ραντεβού το Σεπτέμβρη;
Καλό καλοκαίρι

a prayer

Love rescue me
Come forth and speak to me
Raise me up and don't let me fall
No man is my enemy
My own hands imprison me
Love rescue me

Many strangers have I met
On the road to my regret
Many lost who seek to find themselves in me
They ask me to reveal
The very thoughts they would conceal
Love rescue me

In the cold mirror of a glass
I see my reflection pass
See the dark shades of what I used to be
See the purple of his eyes
The scarlet of my lies
Love rescue me

[I've conquered my past
The future is here at last
I stand at the entrance
To a new world I can see
The ruins to the right of me
Will soon have lost sight of me
Love rescue me ]