Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
A Whispering Shadow
From there she whispered:
(Where will you find your story?)
The roses are asleep,
And the mirrors are cloudy,
And the legendary river of love has lost all its smile.
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Oh, my whispering shadow,
I will drown in a sea of longing.
I will embrace that train where we met,
And from there my story will begin.
She whispered:
Let your soul fall from that balcony,
Kiss the flower seller.
Let your shadow be colorful,
Don’t be like the sleeping moon.
Come, I will teach you a new kiss,
A kiss that blossoms above the clouds.
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