Day 5....

Και τώρα......τί;

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Colorblind.....

.......εδώ......έτσι.....ασπρόμαυρα.....
Ντρέπεται το χρώμα.....διστάζει το φώς....
Λευκές αγάπες και μαύρες σκέψεις,
λευκή αναμονή και μαύρα δάκρυα....
I am ready....

Αrte....Αmore.....

I lived for art, I lived for love,
I never did harm to a living soul!
With a secret hand
I relieved as many misfortunes as I knew of.
Always with true faith
my prayer
rose to the holy shrines.
Always with true faith
I gave flowers to the altar.
In the hour of grief
why, why, o Lord,
why do you reward me thus?
I gave jewels for the Madonna’s mantle,
and I gave my song to the stars, to heaven,
which smiled with more beauty.
In the hour of grief
why, why, o Lord,
ah, why do you reward me thus?