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Into the night i will scream like a wolf

i want to run and get away from here

i only hear the echo of the wind

i find the way with the help of the moon

i wake up from a nightmare

but it give me strength to carry on

an August night and small chills

sweet memories from the past

pretty faces lost in time

like a sweet dream...

happy moments are rare but

very strong to stand in time

like the touch of a beloved face

like the sound of a river

i'll stay awake thinking...so many memories

i breathe the feeling of the strange night

i forget the misery and the trivial round

the lost and lonely days of the past

this night so strange

so many regiments of life...

lyrics:Dimos Konstantinidis