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Ποιες λέξεις μέσα σου σαπίζουν και δε θέλουν να βγουν
Ποια ελπίδα σ’ οδηγεί στην πιο γλυκιά αυταπάτη
Ποια θλίψη σε κλωτσάει πιο μακριά από παντού
Πες μου ποιος φόβος σε νίκησε πάλι.

I've got a vacuum cleaner in my head.
It sucks up everything I know.

Κι όταν του λέω πια δεν μπορώ
κόπασε να ησυχάσω
Μου λέει όσο ζεις εγώ θα ζω
Κι άντε να σε χορτάσω.

Till waiting is filled
We simply remember we are,
where ever we are.

Sometimes we must keep from
Bringing certain thoughts up to the light..

Ride into the sun
Where
everything seems so pretty
But if you're tired and you're sick of the city
Remember that it's just a flower, made out of clay
Oh, the city
Where everything seems so dirty
But if you're tired and you're filled with self-pity
Remember that you're just one more person who's there.

And she's singing for her supper and she's dancing in the dark
And she's running for her life if she but knew it.
And though her heart is hard as stone
That's still the flint from which she'll spark...
Like a moth to the flame
She was so eager to make it
Her ambition became naked.

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