My roots...( Οι ρίζες μου...)

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Στίχοι: Ιsabella Hallak

Μουσική: Στέφανη Χαλκιά- Tite

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A torchlight hue

An ocean deep

A memory I had packed with me

The temple of ruins and keys

The winds hears the echoes

As I drown in thunder overseas

Bouzouki strings embrace me

Music like a calling

Flag with coastlines showing

A message I could never send

I hold my breath

And looked around the globe

Pinned to the place

I once called home...

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White canvas

poured over with blue

The pages of wooden horses

And gold winged shoes

I might be intertwined

with different strings

But I will remain on

My throne for a king

Those threads I weave

Will never leave

I will always have my roots

my roots

my roots

I will always have my roots

my roots!

 

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Sand holds my memories dear

Sea waves play the melody

Sun kills a silver sky of tears

Film reels of sunlit gold

Tales young and old

Of the chimeras we

Fought and the

Heels that were shot

Perseus got the head

I lay awake instead

Streetlights for stars

Trips and falls for battle scars

But the tides carry me

Further

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Shields show reflection

I sit in time learning lessons

A holy ground of a place

With eyes sky blue

Its words a kingdoms base

I put my hands

Around the olive tree

I make my way across neon streets

I might be somewhere else

But pallets of

Mediterranean paint

Stay on a mural of a mind

A heart beating lightning

Never forgetting its kind

A wineglass of red and white

An owl's position of might

I watched the boats go by

As I rule the country inside

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White canvas

poured over with blue

The pages of wooden horses

And gold winged shoes

I might be intertwined

with different strings

But I will remain on

My throne for a king

Those threads I weave

Will never leave

I will always have my roots

my roots

my roots

I will always have my roots

my roots

my roots

my roots

I will always have my roots

my roots ...