Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
The wind dances in rhythm,
What joy
in the smell of flowers.
Across the sky,
A picture of blue,
The light of dawn,
A red sun.
By the river,
In the forest of flowers,
A bridge awakens
In your mind.
Mountains of clouds,
Across the sky,
White birds
Flying away.
Catching the eye,
Losing sight,
White autumn,
The stream of life
