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Most of the timelife is like a passage through the dark. It comes to an end at some point before we become aware of what ha been going on. There are some rare moments, though, when a door opens and we take a short glance at the lost paradise, the reality we have never experienced. And the pain becomes unbearable, for no one can give us back what we've lost.
- No sound but the wind - Μόνον ο ήχος του ανέμου
- The touch - Το άγγιγμα, Alexia Chrysomalli
- The most precious thing - Το πιο πολύτιμο πράγμα
- Those green eyes - Αυτά τα πράσινα μάτια
- In the shadow of a kiss - Στη σκιά ενός φιλιού, Alexia Chrysomalli
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- Belongs to the past - Απ' το παρελθόν
- Just to please you - Για χάρη σου
- Only now - Μόνο τώρα
- Where are you leading me ? - Πού με πηγαίνεις;
- An unbearably short glance - Μια αβάσταχτη σύντομη ματιά
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