Τυραννισμένη οικογένεια ... τώρα πια μόνον ο μεγαλύτερος έμεινε ... Καλό ταξίδι Ρόμπιν ...
I keep straining my ears to hear a sound.
Maybe someone is digging underground,
or have they given up and all gone home to bed,
thinking those who once existed must be dead.
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