Τι ηχο κανει η εξελιξη
η ενα ταξιδι στον ηλιο?
Pink Floyd-Echoes Live at Pompeii
Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant tide
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.
And no-one called us to the land
And no-one knows the wheres or whys
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb towards the light
Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can
And no-one calls us to move on
And no-one forces down our eyes
And no-one speaks and no-one tries
And no-one flies around the sun
Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes
inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning
And no-one sings me lullabies
And no-one makes me close my eyes
And so I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant tide
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.
And no-one called us to the land
And no-one knows the wheres or whys
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb towards the light
Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can
And no-one calls us to move on
And no-one forces down our eyes
And no-one speaks and no-one tries
And no-one flies around the sun
Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes
inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning
And no-one sings me lullabies
And no-one makes me close my eyes
And so I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky
Προσφατα καποια μου ειπε οτι αυτο ειναι ισως το καλυτερο αλμπουμ ολων των εποχων. Εγω θα πω μονο οτι αυτο μαλλον ακουγε ο Δαρβινος οταν σκεφτηκε τη θεωρια του. Εχει πλακα να τ'ακους οταν ταξιδευεις ειδικα. Παιδια κανετε πολυ καλη δουλεια(εσας λεω που γνωρισα σε ενα παρτι καπου στο Παγκρατι αν θυμαμαι καλα) και ελπιζω να συνεχισετε ετσι. Μπορει να το γυρισαμε στο post-rock αλλα αυτος ο ηχος των πληκτρων μεσα απο το rotating Leslie speaker μας κανει να νιωθουμε κατι βρε αδερφε. Συνεχιστε να μας σερβιρετε το μπλε χαπι γιατι αρρωστησαμε πολυ τελευταια μου φαινεται.
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