Greek Lyrics: The roads, empty

by George Dalaras


The roads you were taking, (were) empty
the friends are not arriving, either.
The wind blows a scrap of paper
about freedom and peace.

But I, I am not free,
there is no peace in my soul
My body is parched from love,
my life is a desert wasteland.

The roads you were taking, (were) empty
in the lost city.
And the love inside my breast
is drawing breath like a wounded being.

In the cold house, the television
shows murders and executions,
and I am beating a black drum
with illusionary shots

Greek Lyrics

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