(Music: Chrisostomos Charisis, Lyrics: Dionisis Poulopoulos)
You are hanging from my lips again tonight
Longing for improvised songs
If l tell you about my life, however
This will be a different song
I have gone to hell and back
I am made of steel
My soul have l hanged
From the ceiling by a thread
Once more did my words fascinate you
Together with the sounds and lights of the stage
My soul is always on duty
Like a hospital gate
Writer(s): חריסוורגיס אלכסנדרוס, אלכסנדרקי איריני, ספירידון גיטרס
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