ΧΡΟΝΙΑ ΠΟΛΛΑ ΣΤΗΝ ΑΕΡΟΠΟΡΙΑ

I'm leaving, I'm flying away like the cloud
I am a friend with the God of Sun
I'm getting drunk with the nectar of the air
I am hugging the earth and the sky

And without the wings I am not afraid
The blue (of the sea) is a warm hug
I will be sleeping in the glorious mountains
In Aegean I will be giving kisses.

I am looking for freedom in the air
I am no longer a mortal
I am going up and I m loving
Without a body, a golden eagle