"Ίσως, όταν ξαναϊδωθούμε να μην ξέρει πια καθόλου ο ένας τον άλλον, έτσι που επιτέλους, να μπορέσουμε να γνωριστούμε." &line; ΤΑΣΟΣ ΛΕΙΒΑΔΙΤΗΣ
Σάββατο 21 Ιουνίου 2025
Πέμπτη 12 Ιουνίου 2025
Loreena McKennitt - Caravanserai
This glancing life is like a morning star
A setting sun, or rolling waves at sea
A gentle breeze or lightning in a storm
A dancing dream of all eternity
A setting sun, or rolling waves at sea
A gentle breeze or lightning in a storm
A dancing dream of all eternity
The sand was shimmering in the morning light
And dancing off the dunes so far away
The night held music so sweet, so long
And there we lay until the break of day
And dancing off the dunes so far away
The night held music so sweet, so long
And there we lay until the break of day
We woke that morning at the onward call
Our camels bridled up, our howdahs full
The sun was rising in the eastern sky
Just as we set out to the desert's cry
Our camels bridled up, our howdahs full
The sun was rising in the eastern sky
Just as we set out to the desert's cry
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
The tents grew smaller as we rode away
On earth that tells of many passing days
The months of peace and all the years of war
The lives of love and all the lives of fears
On earth that tells of many passing days
The months of peace and all the years of war
The lives of love and all the lives of fears
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
We crossed the river beds all etched in stone
And up the mighty mountains ever known
Beyond the valleys in the searing heat
Until we reached the caravanserai
And up the mighty mountains ever known
Beyond the valleys in the searing heat
Until we reached the caravanserai
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
What is this life that pulls me far away?
What is that home where we cannot reside?
What is that quest that pulls me onward?
My heart is full when you are by my side
What is that home where we cannot reside?
What is that quest that pulls me onward?
My heart is full when you are by my side
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
Μετάφραση στα Ελληνικά
Τρίτη 10 Ιουνίου 2025
Δευτέρα 9 Ιουνίου 2025
Σάββατο 7 Ιουνίου 2025
Παρασκευή 6 Ιουνίου 2025
Πέμπτη 5 Ιουνίου 2025
Τετάρτη 4 Ιουνίου 2025
Σάββατο 31 Μαΐου 2025
Amy Nuttall - Scarborough Fair.
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
[On the side of a hill, in the deep forest green]
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
[Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested ground]
Without no seams nor needlework
[Blankets and bedclothes, the child of the mountain]
Then she'll be a true love of mine
[Sleeps unaware of the clarion call
Tell her to find me an acre of land
[On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves]
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
[Washes the grave with silvery tears]
Between the saltwater and the sea strands
[A soldier cleans and polishes a gun]
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
[War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions]
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
[Generals order their soldiers to kill]
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
[And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten]
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Simon & Garfunkel perform Scarborough Fair & Punky’s Dilemma on Fred Ast...
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
[On the side of a hill, in the deep forest green]
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
[Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested ground]
Without no seams nor needlework
[Blankets and bedclothes, the child of the mountain]
Then she'll be a true love of mine
[Sleeps unaware of the clarion call
Tell her to find me an acre of land
[On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves]
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
[Washes the grave with silvery tears]
Between the saltwater and the sea strands
[A soldier cleans and polishes a gun]
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
[War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions]
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
[Generals order their soldiers to kill]
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
[And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten]
Then she'll be a true love of mine
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