I chose to stay.
Valentine's Day!
to be the birthday
And I, Constantine!
I'm from where I used to play.
the instruments with a thousand!
They are starting to wither away.
fingers on the hands.
And the hair is turning white
and they gaze at the silver temples
And the deaths are decreasing.
and they act like they're deaf.
What the doctor didn't tell me
Nature will cut me off,
Dry water will remain blue.
to drink from the tap.
Raki wine in my mouth
I will drink it drop by drop..
And with the eyes of lambs
I will eat the jaws.
I do magic with my mind!
Where are you, young man?
Where I was dancing and they attacked me
Sousta, Malevizioti.
We are entering overtime.
but I will fight it.
I'll even make it to the penalty shootout.
and I will overturn everything.
They never whistled at me.
offside so far.
And from the locker room
I can take a ride...
We are growing beautifully.
We are not born unjustly.
We fight suffering
and we don't ignore them.
Happy birthday, fellow pensioners,
I gathered on the back.
But until the last moment
I will fight upright.
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