The gifts that my ancestors gave ...

"Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise."

Maya Angelou - "Still I rise" 

Τρία γράμματα - Ν. Λυγερός

Τρία γράμματα 
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για την πατρίδα
κι έπρεπε
να δώσω μάχη
με όλους τους εχθρούς

Freedom

Whats the point in war says the young man,

no other countries nor conflicts he's seen,

Ignorant of the cost for some to vote,