Time delivers grace in harmony.
This home that loved us all my family, friends and me still lives on that desert hill.
her curls tease me back to Athens
When the future arrived, there was dancing…
Our tears spill out we cannot speak.
If you and she are going to start a life Don’t forget to bring the stove Wishing all alone that
Returning home quietly within my dream Stepped out of my cloud looked down the hill To see my mother and