Ιεροτελεστία | Ritual
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Ηλιόλουστες κατηφοριές, για τη θάλασσα
Sunny descending streets to the sea
και γλυκόπικρες επιστροφές.
and bittersweet returning routes.
Τα δάχτυλά μας πλέκαμε,
We ‘ve weaved our fingers together
κάτι ‘ξορκίζαμε θαρρώ.
as if we wanted something to be dispelled.
Στα μάτια μας φυλάγαμε,
We’ ve always had enshrined,
πάντα, δυό στάλες φώς,
two drops of light in our eyes,
Και όταν θέλαμε να καούμε
And whenever we ached to be burned
σταυρώναμε το βλέμμα.
we stared each another.
.
.
We walked down that street. Early in the afternoon, a relatively hot post winter day. No one was around us, the city seemed abandoned. But a sweet breeze smelled like a spring of our childhood. We were walking hand by hand. We were descending to the sea. We were in love.
.
.
.
.
Later, we walked our way back, still hand by hand, on the same road. I loved you so much. It was summer in me. But although we were joking, laughing and making plans for a cosy evening at home, there was an undefinable sorrow around us during our return. Then, for a moment, we stared each other…A true moment of the very being, burnt as to the heart.
I kissed you, passionately.
You said : “Σ’αγαπώ”
