Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
Your soul is a boundless sky,
Its stars are ever watchful, never sleeping,
Like silver flowers in an indigo field.
The garden where our souls met,
Beneath a canopy of fire that doesn’t burn the skin,
But warms the depths of our being.
In the gentle sway of your spirit
and the light of your gaze, I see the dance of shadows,
When the soft twilight of your presence
meets the golden light of dawn,
Victorying over every night with a radiant smile.
You are the beginning and the end,
When the world remains a mountain shrouded in mist,
And the road is long and winding through the forest of time,
Your heart has become the melody of my blossoms,
The pulse of the hidden stream
that carries my song to the sea.
You are the music the wind whispers to the leaves,
The song felt before it is heard.
In your serene stillness,
A captivating beauty is revealed,
like a wildflower at midnight.
A beauty that glows with a faint, burning flame.
It is a spirit that rises and stretches
until it touches the edge of infinity.
I see you in the purity of morning dew,
Water as clear as a mountain spring,
A spirit as wild as the west wind.
Our love is an ocean without limits,
Without a bottom, sweet and eternal.
In the features of your face,
in the light of your eyes,
I find the beginning and end of every path.
You are the first breath in our journey,
And the radiance of all that is written for us to be.
Your spirit is the beginning and end of my path.
