Για τον πατερα μου/for my dad,
(..), μου έδειξε δρόμους για να ταξιδέψω και πλήρωσε και τα εισιτήρια. (..), he showed me the journeys of life and he also paid for the fares.
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Για τον πατερα μου/for my dad,
(..), μου έδειξε δρόμους για να ταξιδέψω και πλήρωσε και τα εισιτήρια. (..), he showed me the journeys of life and he also paid for the fares.
Πηγή: http://www.lifo.gr/articles/mikropragmata/155979
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If I could play back every moment to you now Spent lovesick and swollen on Mornings mincing garlic on the counter by the sink If I could hit the instant replay on only every good day Would any of it catch you by surprise?
When you say, “something is missing now” That’s what came back to me Normal mornings like that set the knife down and forget where I’d left it Making breakfast Put coffee on the stove then scour every counter for the knife Don’t be shy Don’t be kind Somewhere snow collects and bends the boughs of pines But doesn’t it seem a bit wasteful to you To throw away all of the time we spent perfecting our love in close quarters and confines? Isn’t it wasteful? And I am terrified that it doesn’t feel painful to me yet
It’s alright I will fix whatever is not the sweetness in your eyes Just sit down Please Sit down Here At the table and we’ll talk Somewhere televisions light up in the night I know things weren’t right Maybe we were never cut out for the Midwest life Maybe we’d have done much better on a coast There are certain things I doubt we’ll ever know
And from here in the kitchen I can hear the neighbors in the alley hanging linens And the men collect the trash bins in the street You’re speaking to me but I can’t understand you The coffee is burning and All of the times that we spent
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