Τα θυμάμαι

Ήταν όλοι εκεί, να μου τραγουδήσουν. Με παρακάλεσαν να θυμηθώ τα λόγια όταν ξυπνήσω.

Holding your breath to pretend that you're dead,
you know deep inside this is not the end.

Pushing your limits under your bed...

Just spell the words that cannot be said.

Go out and try to meet yourself soon

probably on the dark side of the moon.

Just close your door and stop all your plans

stay in the rain and start to dance.

Ιf there is something that you cannot fix

remember that your magic number is six.

Seven is high and five is too low

Dreams are your arrows, mind is your bow...

Go out and try to catch this red balloon

probably on the bright side of the moon.

Just close your eyes and stay above

and don't open them till you find love...

Τους ευχαριστώ...