لومړۍ 9 کرښې.
My friend the wind will come from the hills When dawn will rise, he'll wake me again
My friend the wind will tell me a secret He shares with me, he shares with me
My friend the wind will come from the north With words of love, she whispered for me
My friend the wind will say she loves me And me alone, and me alone
I'll hear her voice and the words That he brings from Heleni mou
Sweet as a kiss are the songs of Aghapi mou Soft as the dew is the touch of Manoula mou
We'll share a dream where I'm never away from Heleni mou Blue are the days like the eyes of Aghapi mou
Far from the worlds will I live with Manoula mou
My friend the wind go back to the hills And tell my love the day will soon come
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