Το videoclip της ημέρας

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Up on a hill, as the day dissolves 

With my pencil turning moments into line

High above in the violet sky 

A silent silver plane - it draws a golden chain
One by one, all the stars appear 

As the great winds of the planet spiral in 

Spinning away, like the night sky at Arles 

In the million insect storm, the constellations form
On a hill, under a raven sky 

I have no idea exactly what I've drawn 

Some kind of change, some kind of spinning away 

With every single line moving further out in time
And now as the pale moon rides (in the stars)

Her form in my pale blue lines (in the stars)
And there, as the world rolls round (in the stars)

I draw, but the lines move round (in the stars)
There, as the great wheels blaze (in the stars)

I draw, but my drawing fades (in the stars)
And now, as the old sun dies (in the stars)

I draw, and the four winds sigh (in the stars)
 
opsim said:
Σπυρέτο για σένα...πέρασαν 24 χρόνια........

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hg9FA8h81NU
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Που το θυμηθηκες αυτό τώρα... :)

Ανταποδίδω με την υπέρτατη μορφή τέχνης των '90 's..

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Ηταν και εξαιρετικος στην υποκριτικη τεχνη.
Με τακτ και χωρις καμμια υπερβολη εδινε βαρος, χρωμα και σημασια σε καθε λεξη ενος τραγουδιου...

Αζναβουρ : "Οπως λενε..." (με τους στιχους)

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I am a scientist - I seek to understand me
All of my impurities and evils yet unknown
I am a journalist - I write to you to show you
I am an incurable and nothing else behaves like me

And I know what's right
But I'm losing sight of the clues
For which I search and choose to abuse
To just unlock my mind
Yeah just unlock my mind

I am a pharmacist - prescriptions I will fill you
Potions pills and medicines to ease your painful lives
I am a lost soul, I shoot myself with rock & roll
The hole I dig is bottomless but nothing else can set me free

And I know what's right
But I'm losing sight of the clues
For which I search and choose to abuse
To just unlock my mind
Yeah just unlock my mind

I am a scientist - I seek to understand me
I am an incurable and nothing else behaves like me

Everything is right
Everything works out right
Everything fades from sight
Because that's alright with me
 
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