Leaving everything I ever knew.
A hundred years in the sunshine
Hasn’t taught me all there is to know.
In the valley, we will gather there,
Helpless in our surrender.
Tomorrow the plow becomes the sword -
Make us stronger in our danger.
Time will pass away,
Time will guard our secret.
I’ll return again
To fight another day.
I’d have to be a warrior -
A slave I couldn’t be -
A soldier and a conqueror,
Fighting to be free.
Σε χαζεύω που και που ....
Έχεις κάνει πολύ αξιόλογη δουλειά ....
Keep rocking .....
Προσπαθώ όσο μου επιτρέπει ο χρόνος να ασχολούμαι με μια απ τις μεγάλες μου αγάπες ....την παλιά μουσική ....
Τις καλησπέρες μου .....