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Κι από μένα...στην απούσα...παρέα...(ioanna89...παρούσα...δημιουργείς...εξαιρετική πάντα )......ένα τραγούδι-ευχή...με πολλή αγάπη, να περνάτε καλά όπου κι αν είστε, όπου κι αν ταξιδέψετε...Bury Me Deep In Love (Triffids)Bury me deep in love,Bury me deep in loveTake me in, under your wingBury me deep in loveThere's a chapel deep in a valleyFor travelling strangers in distressIt's nestled among the ghosts of the pinesUnder the shadow of a precipiceWhen a lonesome climbing figureSlips and loses gripTumbles into a creviceTo his icy mountain cryptBury him deep in love, bury him deep in loveTake him in, under your wingBury him deep in loveWhen the rock below is shakingThe heart inside is quakingHow long this cold dark night is takingBury me deep in loveBury me deep in love, bury me deep in loveTake me in, under your skinBury me deep in loveAnd the little congregation gathers,Prays for guidance from aboveThey sing, "Hear our meditation,Lead us not into temptationBut give us some kind of explanationBury us deep in love"You may lose me on the east faceYou may lose me on the westI may be covered over in the nightBury me deep in your love yesBury me deep in love. bury me deep in loveTake me in, hide me under your skinBury me deep in loveBury me deep in love, darling bury me deep in your loveDeeper and deeper. deeper and deeperBury me deep in lovehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lDuaJ1U7rcM
Σημ. Συγχωρέστε με που δεν παραπέμπω σε ηχητικό αρχείο αλλά βρίσκομαι "υπο ατμόν" λόγο ταξιδιού δεν μπορεσα να το βρώ στο youtube
Ένα πολύ όμορφο τραγούδι, που, όμως, δυστυχώς, δεν κατάφερα να το βρω για να το ακούσετε. (Αν κάποιος μπορέσει και το κάνει θα είναι super)! Τhis Mortal Coil - Strength of stringsIn my life the piano singsBrings me words that are not the strength of stringsFiery rain and Ruby's cooling sunNow I see that my world has only begunNotes that roll on winds with swirling wingsBrings me words that are not the strength of strings(When I'm feeling high, or I'm feeling low, or there is no changeSomehow days keep melting into the nightAnd there's always high on the cosmic rangeI am always high, I am always low, there is always changeHear the strings are bending in harmonyNot so far from breaking on the cosmic range)