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Επιστροφη

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Γυρίζω εκεί όπου μεγάλωσα·
πάνε χρόνια αρκετά σαν αντίκρισα τούτη τη γη.
Οι συνθήκες τα έφεραν έτσι που στο τέλος αποφάσισα
άλλους τόπους και μέρη να αποσκοπώ να γνωρίσω.

Τα πρόσωπα που ήξερα πλέον δεν υπάρχουν
Εκείνοι που μεγάλωσα ζουν- αν ζουν- πια μακριά.
Περπατώ προς το σπίτι κρατώντας τη βαλίτσα
την ίδια που γέμισα ρούχα την πρώτη φορά.

Περπατώ και αντικρίζω παιδιά να γελάνε,
μητέρες περήφανες για τις σκανταλιές των μικρών τους.
Προσπαθώ να καταλάβω ποια γλώσσα μιλάνε, μα δεν τα καταφέρνω.

Τι πειράζει? Η ομορφιά ειν’ αυτή που θα μείνει για πάντα…

 

Dordrecht (2012)

Memory of men

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memory-of-men

 

A wise man once said true love does not exist
and if it does it lives just for a moment
 –
During that moment both of them feel the same
and both of them can guess the feelings of each other
no rush, no disbelief, no second thoughts exist
their mind is not doubting how strong the feelings are
 –
Their dreams come together, they get on the same route
a sea calm and peaceful appears for them to wander
no winds, no pirates there to ruin their journey
as long as the trust is prevailing for that moment
 –
And then all of a sudden you can sense a small breeze
you notice in the surface a presence of dangerous tails
the ship has lost its track, there is no helm or paddles
one compass without an arrow, a mast without its sails
 –
Both of them now are seeking for a safe place
an island suddenly seems not to be far
both of them are trying for once more to cooperate
until their feet are touching the sand
 –
“I hope you will remember me
the color of us was not just grey
this pile of sand will not be your memory
the footsteps we made would not be swept away…”
–
Vlissingen (2013)

 

 

Reflection

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reflection

I ‘m going where you ‘ve been

I ‘m coming where you ‘r standing

all this work before my eyes

all this life behind my head

–

until all that will come as none of us wanted to an end

–

you will be the one to point at the birds

you will be the one to shout for the rain

do not feel intimidated if people hear you

do not stop smiling if I ‘m not near you

–

just wait for my reflection on your screen again

Amsterdam (2012)