...φυγή....

....έχω ανάγκη να την κάνω ρε πούστη μου....
...να πάρω αρχές Απρίλη το v-strom(η ερωμένη μου),
το μωρό μου(η επίσημη αγαπημένη)



και λίγες μέρες αργότερα
να κάνω ένα ταξίδι σε μια παραθαλάσια διαδρομή ακούγοντας
μέσα απ'το κράνος Pink Floyd....Νότια Κρήτη μου μύρισε.....

...Across the clouds
I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye...



Learning to Fly - Pink Floyd



Into the distance,
a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point
of no turning back

A flight of fancy
on a windswept field
Standing alone
my senses reeled

A fatal attraction
holding me fast,
howCan I escape this irresistible grasp?

Cant keep my eyes
from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted
just an earth-bound misfit, i

Ice is forming
on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings,
I thought I thought of everything

No navigator
to guide my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone

A soul in tension
thats learning to fly
Condition grounded
but determined to try

Cant keep my eyes
from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted
just an earth-bound misfit, i

Above the planet
on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo,
a vapour trail in the empty air,

Across the clouds
I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened
by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

Theres no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, a state of bliss
Cant keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted
just an earth-bound misfit, i