Perhaps,perhaps,perhaps

Μόλις που καταφερα να ανοιξω τα ματια μου...βαρυς και ανατρεπτικα αναζωογονητικος ο υπνος στην εξοχη..
Ακουγοντας ενα soundtrack απο ταινια του Buz Lurman (stricktly ballroom,1992....βλεπε επισης Moulen Rouge), ακολουθει μια διασκευη του quizas,quizas,quizas..



You won't admit you love me.
And so how am I ever to know?
You only tell me
perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.


A million times I've asked you,
and then I ask you over again,
you only answer
perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.


If you can't make your mind up,
we'll never get started.
And I don't wanna wind up
being parted, broken-hearted.
So if you really love me,
say yes.
But if you don't, dear, confess.
And please don't tell me
perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.




**μεταξυ αλλων και ο γαλαζιος δουναβης, rumba,salsa...ο,τι πρεπει για τον ηλιο που εχει γεμισει τον ουρανο, τη θαλασσα και τη σκεψη μου.


ΚΑΛΗΜΕΡΑ!!