he will ride across land and time to find a way through this endless night there's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul But his fate is to ride alone
Extraordinary........ I did not hear this kind of music before, did not expect it from Thanasis.... Now I have seen this several times I get used to it, it is not strange anymore, and I am impressed by what you added for our eyes...!! The man who you call "Chris" is the most special one for me (after you :).....), because he looks very much similar to a young man who plays FANTASTIC on the bouzouki.... I have a video with him on my SpheresAndElements channel, and... he is Greek.
un été, fredonner avec la guitare d'un inconnu rencontré le temps d'une rêverie sous le bruissement des arbres. ce souvenir est gravé là - dans l'univers. Mais peut-être serait-ce dévoiler trop du mystère.
fascinating and beautiful!
Wonderful! 5*. Thank you dear Omiros.
he will ride across land and time
to find a way through this endless night
there's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul
But his fate is to ride alone
Thank you for this wonderful Video !
Extraordinary........ I did not hear this kind of music before, did not expect it from Thanasis....
Now I have seen this several times I get used to it, it is not strange anymore, and I am impressed by what you added for our eyes...!!
The man who you call "Chris" is the most special one for me (after you :).....), because he looks very much similar to a young man who plays FANTASTIC on the bouzouki....
I have a video with him on my SpheresAndElements channel, and... he is Greek.
Life is a theatre of tragedy
8962 55555, οτέ είχε ο θανάσης τότε?
Έχει κάποιος τα λόγια; Στο τέλος ποιά είναι που λέει κάτι σαν "I sing, I don't exist, I'm sync, I'm like a ghost";
Αργοπορημενη λιγο η απαντηση κι εγω θα ηθελα να ξερω απο που ειναι το sample κι αν ειναι απο καπου.. νομιζω στην αρχη λεει I sink...
στο τελος του κομματιου τραγουδαει μια γυναικια φωνη ειναι απο καποιο τραγουδι?????
un été, fredonner avec la guitare d'un inconnu rencontré le temps d'une rêverie sous le bruissement des arbres. ce souvenir est gravé là - dans l'univers. Mais peut-être serait-ce dévoiler trop du mystère.