Thank you.I know a tired land that has photos left from the highest peak.Look at Lefkosia.I know a city, a gorge that carries thousands of centuries.I know a city, a gorge that carries thousands of centuries.I know a city, a gorge that carries thousands of centuries.I know a city, a gorge that carries thousands of centuries.I know, and you know too, that at night, in the darkness,this city, in the silence of freedom, wants the hearts.I know a city that is waiting for a downpour and a celebration.And if its clothes are cut, from its soil another will come out.I know a city that is waiting for a downpour and a celebration.And if its clothes are cut, from its soil another will come out.
