My friend the wind

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Earlier I wrote about a friend that accompanied me on vacations. We were singing a song. This is another one we were singing. In the wind of course. It must have been the nineties, by that time the song was already twenty years old.

At the end of the song the Great Greek Friend has no problem admitting he doesn’t know the lyrics anymore.

I’ll hear her voice and the words 
That he brings from Helenimou 
Sweet as a kiss are the songs of Aghapimou 
Soft as the dew is the touch of Manoulamou 

Oh oh oh La la la, Helenimou 
La la la, Aghapimou 
La la la, Manoulamou

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