Marios Frangoulis sings his own songs / Μάριος Φραγκούλης λέει δικά του

He’s holding hands with Himself as a child
Over the same places life will take them tonight.
They’ll be passing again by the houses of memory
by empty seas, by the nets of fear.

They’ll stand together and see passing by
like rivers the moments that never grow old
and the faces that have turned themselves into streets and centuries
and the dreams that have dug through the years hideouts.

when I was a child I discovered a garden
So I could hide myself there whenever I’m absent from life
when I was a child I had hidden a sun
So that my way could have light and my silence a friend.

Himself as a child by the hand he will take
Like a glass for one instant he’ll crack, he’ll break
Then they’ll separate and each one will go
To a world cut in half where both don’t fit.

If I found enough space
For myself on your planet
If you wished me to chase
Away your sorrows – I’d plan it

I would leave my old self
Far behind me forever
I would joyfully dwell
In your heart’s secret heaven

There on your starlet in the distance
I’d keep my vigil and assistance
My Little Prince sleep sound and brightly
Holding my hand in yours so tightly

If you’d like me to go
And to land on your starlet
And if I could behold
All the nooks of your heartlet

My own self I’d subdue
Which prevents me from quitting
To find for me and for you
A new world we’d both fit in

There on your starlet in the distance
I’d keep my vigil and assistance
My Little Prince sleep sound and brightly
Holding my hand in yours so tightly

Στο μακρινό σου το αστέρι
να μου κρατάς σφιχτά το χέρι
μικρέ μου πρίγκηπα κοιμήσου
κι εγώ θα μείνω εδώ μαζί σου