που δεν σπάει στην ακρογιαλιά.
Ποιός μαντεύει τη θάλασσα,
απ' όπου βγαίνει η καρδιά μας;
Αλλά είναι η καρδιά μας
ένα κύμα μυστικό, χωρίς αφρό.
Βουβά πιάνει μία στεριά.
Και αθόρυβα σκαλίζει
το ανάγλυφο ενός πόθου,
που δεν ξέρει απογοήτευση
και αγνοεί την ησυχία.
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Our Heart
Our heart is a wave
that doesn't break on the shore.
Who can guess the sea,
where our heart comes out from?
But our heart is
a secret wave, with no foam.
Silently reaches a land.
And noiselessly delves into
the relief of a desire,
which knows no disappointment
and ignores ease.
Poetry : Giorgos Sarantaris
Music : Manos Hatzidakis (The Waltz Of The Lost Dreams)
Video Link : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5q9H2cd36RU&feature=player_embedded
.....................
Our Heart
Our heart is a wave
that doesn't break on the shore.
Who can guess the sea,
where our heart comes out from?
But our heart is
a secret wave, with no foam.
Silently reaches a land.
And noiselessly delves into
the relief of a desire,
which knows no disappointment
and ignores ease.
Poetry : Giorgos Sarantaris
Music : Manos Hatzidakis (The Waltz Of The Lost Dreams)
Video Link : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5q9H2cd36RU&feature=player_embedded
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