"Όταν η μουσική συνάντησε την ψυχή μου, άρχισε ένα ταξίδι στον κόσμο των ηχητικών χρωμάτων, ζωγραφίζοντας το ασπρόμαυρο παρελθόν μου".
SUNDAY MORNING
How can I ever forget the smiles and all these dreams
How can we stop them . . . can we?
How can I ever forget dead animals on the streets
How can we stop them . . . can we?
they rape the earth and they rape her again and again
they rape the earth and they fuck our system
they fuck their selves
How can I ever forget the smiles and all these trees
How can we stop them . . . can we?
How can I ever forget dead animals on the streets
How can we stop them . . . can we?
they rape the earth and they rape her again and again
they rape the earth and they fuck our system
they fuck their selves
if I only could gaze the stars again at where I belong
At where I used to dream before
If I only could feel free
But how to forget
Sunday Morning by the river
By the river in love with the smell of rain