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"Ena tragoudi gia tin Eleni F" (Goran Bregovic, George Dalaras)
Ine mia Dl

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eksi pu me Aehi sakaDt

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epsi ine mia Dl

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eksi pu panAdu m'akoDl

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uthi ke mu ziDt

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ai logariaAsmo vradi Gproi G# dim F C Bb F A D- G "giati", den ti thelo allo pia tin eho barethi Fden Cti theBblo allo Fpia tin Aeho barDe

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thi
FKalanta Cke trigoAna Dk

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athe XriCstugiena thiFmame Cena Fpedi Dm

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es to thimo butigAmeno s'ena pelorio giati Dp

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sithiras Cke kravgi Fpligi pu CemoraFgi Dk

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ath stigmi sti Azoi Bbmu Aena megalo giaDt

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Dio tria onira pu ihan apomini bikan enehiro ke miname tapi o tokoglifos tha mas stili filaki Eleni olus mas stin plati su mas ehi fortothi Kalanta ke trigona kathe Xristugiena thimame ena pedi mes to thimo butigmeno s'ena pelorio giati psithiras ke kravgi pligi pu emoragi kath stigmi sti zoi mu ena megalo giati ENGLISH TRANSLATION "A Song Dedicated To Eleni F." There is a word that has crippled me, a word that follows me everywhere and asks me for answers morning and night, "why", I don't want it anymore, I'm bored of it. Carols and triangles, each Christmas I remember a child plunged in anger, in a huge why. Whisper and scream, a wound that is bleeding. Every moment of my life a great why. Two three dreams that remained have been in pawn and we are left broke. The usurer will send us to jail, Eleni, you have taken all of us in your back