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Νομίζω ότι ονειρεύομαι... [The Byrds, Buffalo Springfield]
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<blockquote data-quote="Κωστας Λυμπεροπουλος" data-source="post: 1058294128" data-attributes="member: 62"><p>[MEDIA=youtube]Tj5p5iEmS_U[/MEDIA] </p><p></p><p></p><p>I come and stand at every door</p><p>But no one hears my silent tread</p><p>I knock and yet remain unseen</p><p>For I am dead, for I am dead.</p><p></p><p>I'm only seven, although I died</p><p>In Hiroshima long ago.</p><p>I'm seven now, as I was then – </p><p>When children die, they do not grow.</p><p></p><p>My hair was scorched by swirling flame;</p><p>My eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind.</p><p>Death came and turned my bones to dust,</p><p>And that was scattered by the wind.</p><p></p><p>I need no fruit, I need no rice.</p><p>I need no sweets, or even bread;</p><p>I ask for nothing for myself,</p><p>For I am dead, for I am dead.</p><p></p><p>All that I ask is that for peace</p><p>You fight today, you fight today.</p><p>So that the children of this world</p><p>May live and grow and laugh and play</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Κωστας Λυμπεροπουλος, post: 1058294128, member: 62"] [MEDIA=youtube]Tj5p5iEmS_U[/MEDIA] I come and stand at every door But no one hears my silent tread I knock and yet remain unseen For I am dead, for I am dead. I'm only seven, although I died In Hiroshima long ago. I'm seven now, as I was then – When children die, they do not grow. My hair was scorched by swirling flame; My eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind. Death came and turned my bones to dust, And that was scattered by the wind. I need no fruit, I need no rice. I need no sweets, or even bread; I ask for nothing for myself, For I am dead, for I am dead. All that I ask is that for peace You fight today, you fight today. So that the children of this world May live and grow and laugh and play [/QUOTE]
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