Micki

Καλημέρα Ήλιε. For different reasons, one of which is that she shines for you, for me, for them, just like that. No bribing involved. And today, she did, very warm, like Summer. Micki

I think you are a little late, Alex. This is what happened in Boston: http://www.dalaras.com/forum/index.php?act...07536a546207165 Micki

I'll believe it. Micki

This song I hadn't heard for such a long time. Today it made me think of advice and what to do with it ... Στο 'πα και στο ξαναλέω ... (only listen to the advice) Κι αν με πάρει που με πάει κάτω στα βαθιά νερά κάνω το κορμί μου βάρκα ... (think of what would be best for you - and only you) Στο 'πα και στο ξαναλέω μη μου γράφεις γράμματα ... (and please, never ask me not to write) Micki

Ήταν πέντε ήταν έξι

'Tears in heaven', Eric Clapton.

Λουλούδι

Οι 'Ελληνες μου αρέσουν.

For me it's perfect. Micki

I am looking for the lyrics of this song, since Margarita asked for it. Can somebody help me please? Micki

Thank you both of you. Margarita will be happy (and so am I). Micki

I took a walk through the comments and a few dictionnaries. This is the result: Μην ακούς // Dont listen Μουσική: Μιχάλης Τερζής // Music: Michalis Terzis Στίχοι: Λευτέρης Παπαδόπουλος // Lyrics: Lefteris Papadopoulos Μην ακούς τους άκαπνους και τους βολεμένους // Dont listen to the not war-tried and the provided τους καλούς τους έξυπνους τους προσκυνημένους // the good ones, the smart ones, the kneeled φτάνουν πια τα ψέματα και τα παραμύθια // Enough of the lies and fairy-tales άκου από μένανε την πικρή αλήθεια // listen to me, to the bitter truth Όσοι αξίζαν για κρεμάλα στα ψηλά και στα μεγάλα // All those who deserve the gallow are in the good books κι οι λεβέντες και οι άντρες μ' αίμα βάψανε τις μάντρες // the fine young men painted the walls with their blood Οι καιροί είναι δίκοποι όπως τα μαχαίρια // The times are double-edged as the knives κι οι καημοί ανείπωτοι στα δικά μας χέρια // and the fires unspeakable in their hands τη ζωή μας παίζουνε στα χαρτιά στα ζάρια // they play (with) our lives in cards, in dices και μας παζαρεύουνε σ' άθλια παζάρια // and they bargain us at lousy markets Όσοι αξίζαν για κρεμάλα στα ψηλά και στα μεγάλα // All those who deserve the gallow are in the good books κι οι λεβέντες και οι άντρες μ' αίμα βάψανε τις μάντρες // the fine young men painted the walls with their blood

Yes, it is, thank you. Micki

Μην ακούς Micki

Agnie reminded me of this song and what I was doing than (besides trying to translate it). --- And now I just noticed that I already posted in before . http://www.dalaras.com/forum/index.php?act...c0c5b34fcb92188 Where is this DELETE botton ?? Micki (I'm really sorry)

One more photo. It's not very clear but I found this one too cute not to show. "One more song"

εκτός από τη μάνα σου κανείς δε σε θυμάται σε τούτο το τρομακτικό ταξίδι του χαμού and only emptiness will remain ... Micki

The best photos. Micki

In all the excitement over Paris I forgot to mention. Thank you very much, Lynne, for your report. I think you were the only one of us who was there. So thanks for reporting for us. Micki

Just before we go back home.

Goodbye to the audience.

I'm sorry, I resized them though. Micki

Δικό σας.

And they say goodbye.

Moustaki singing.