poetry: Kostas Karyotakis<br />music: Lucas Thanos<br />singer: Nikos Xilouris<br /><br />Nostalgia<br /><br />From the depth of good times<br />our loves greet us bitterly<br /><br />You're not in love, you say, and you don't remember.<br />And if your heart has filled and you shed the tears<br />that you couldn't shed like you did at first,<br />you're not in love and you don't remember, even though you cry.<br /><br />Suddenly you'll see two blue eyes<br />- how long it's been! - that you caressed one night;<br />as though inside yourself you hear<br />an old unhappiness stirring and waking up.<br /><br />These memories of time past<br />will begin their dance macabre;<br />and like then, your bitter tear will<br />well up on your eyelid and fall.<br /><br />The eyes suspended - pale suns -<br />the light that thaws the frozen heart,<br />the dead loves that begin to stir,<br />the old sorrows that again ignite. . . .<br /><br />ttp://www.myspace.com/lucasthanos<br />http://www.reverbnation.com/lucasthanos<br />http://www.youtube.com/user/lucasmusic4u<br />http://www.greektube.org/user/lucas_thanos<br /><br />photos and postcards of old Athens
