ΤΩΡΑ ΜΠΟΡΩ ΝΝΑ ΚΑΝΩ ΚΑΙ ΕΓΩ ΤΑ ΣΧΟΛΙΑ ΜΟΥ ΜΕΤΑ ΤΗΝ ΠΕΡΙΠΕΤΕΙΑ ΠΟΥ ΕΙΧΑ ΕΥΧΟΜΑΙ ΚΑΛΗ ΕΠΙΤΥΧΙΑ ΚΑΛΗ ΔΥΝΑΜΗ ΚΑΙ ΚΟΥΡΑΓΙΟ ΣΕ ΟΛΟΥΣ ΟΣΟΥΣ ΣΥΝΕΒΑΛΑΝ ΩΣΤΑΙ ΝΑ ΓΙΝΕΙ ΑΥΤΟΣ Ο ΔΙΣΚΟΣ ΠΟΥ ΠΡΑΓΜΑΤΙΚΑ ΤΑ ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΙΑ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΥΠΕΡΟΧΑ ΚΑΙ ΦΥΣΙΚΑ ΚΑΛΟ ΚΑΛΟΚΑΙΡΙ ΣΕ ΟΛΟΥΣ !!!! ΚΑΛΗ ΣΑΣ ΑΚΡΟΑΣΗ ΠΡΑΓΜΑΤΙΚΑ ΑΞΙΖΕΙ ΤΟΝ ΚΟΠΟ ΔΕΝ ΘΕΛΩ ΝΑ ΞΕΧΩΡΙΣΩ ΚΑΝΕΝΑ ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΙ !!!!!
που το βρηκες τετοια θρασσος να ξαναρθεις σε μενα περιθωριο στην καρδι μ δεν εχω πια για σενα τωρ αθα μαθεις να κοιμασαι λιωμα τωρα θα μαθεις τι θα πει να πονας τωρα θα μαθεις μοναξια να σ τρυπαει το σωμα κ μια αγκαλια θα ζητας...
ΑΓΑΠΗ ΜΟΥ ΓΛΥΚΙΑ ΔΥΣΤΥΧΩΣ ΗΤΑΝ ΠΟΛΛΑ ΑΥΤΑ ΠΟΥ ΘΑ ΗΘΕΛΑ ΝΑ ΣΟΥ ΠΩ ΑΛΛΑ ΔΕΝ ΤΑ ΚΑΤΑΦΕΡΑ, ΕΦΥΓΕΣ ΓΙΑ ΠΑΝΤΑ ΑΠΟ ΤΗΝ ΖΩΗ ΜΟΥ, ΕΙΣΑΙ ΠΙΑ ΨΗΛΑ ΚΑΙ ΔΕΝ ΣΕ ΦΤΑΝΩ. ΠΩΣ ΘΑ ΣΕ ΠΡΟΣΕΧΩ ΕΚΕΙ ΠΟΥ ΕΙΣΑΙ.ΠΩΣ ΕΓΙΝΕ ΑΥΤΟ ΔΕΝ ΜΠΟΡΩ ΝΑ ΤΟ ΧΩΝΕΨΩ, ΤΑ ΛΟΓΙΑ ΔΕΝ ΑΡΚΟΥΝ ΤΑ ΔΑΚΡΥΑ ΔΕΝ ΦΤΑΝΟΥΝ, ΜΟΥ ΛΕΙΠΕΙ ΚΑΘΕ ΕΚΑΤΟΣΤΟ ΚΑΘΕ ΧΙΛΙΟΣΤΟ ΤΟΥ ΚΟΡΜΙΟΥ ΚΑΙ ΤΟΥ ΠΡΟΣΩΠΟΥ ΣΟΥ.ΜΑΚΑΡΙ ΟΛΑ ΝΑ ΗΤΑΝ ΨΕΜΑ, ΜΑΚΑΡΙ ΝΑ ΓΥΡΙΖΕ Ο ΧΡΟΝΟΣ ΠΙΣΩ ΝΑ ΗΣΟΥΝ ΜΑΖΙ ΜΟΥ ΜΑΖΙ ΜΑΣ. Ο ΘΕΟΣ ΣΕ ΗΘΕΛΕ ΔΙΠΛΑ ΤΟΥ ΚΑΙ ΣΕ ΠΗΡΕ ΜΕ ΝΙΚΗΣΕ ΓΙΑΤΙ ΣΕ ΠΗΡΕ ΣΤΑ ΚΡΥΦΑ, ΣΕ ΘΕΛΕΙ ΓΙΑ ΑΓΓΕΛΟ ΓΙΑΤΙ ΤΕΤΟΙΑ ΗΣΟΥΝ ΚΑΙ ΘΑ ΕΙΣΑΙ.ΤΩΡΑ ΘΑ ΜΑΘΩ ΠΩΣ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΝΑ ΚΟΙΜΑΜΑΙ ΛΙΩΜΑ ΤΩΡΑ ΘΑ ΜΑΘΩ ΤΙ ΘΑ ΠΕΙ ΠΟΝΟΣ ΜΟΥ ΚΑΕΙ ΤΗΝ ΚΑΡΔΙΑ, ΚΑΛΟ ΠΑΡΑΔΕΙΣΟ ΜΩΡΟ ΜΟΥ, ΜΑΙΡΗ ΠΑΓΟΥΛΑΤΟΥ.
The trigger of detonation and dependence is a circumstantial subterfuge, and a psychological support, implied in the conception of reason ideas ! The star is an invaluable tonal light poem! The poetic tonal prosody, of the verbal dynamics of the verses, orchestrated by the glottis and the vocal cords, is the accentuation of the raindrops of the spring of your love! The Poet discerns the splendid circumlocution of the silhouette of the rain, of the verticality of unprecedented beauty! The virtues of love are practical predicates, of the spontaneous repertoire of attitudes! The Poetry lives in the streets of the rainbow colors of the pure heart! The poetic verses of the Bombyx butterfly is wearing in silk, the lines of the stanzas , of the rain princess! The andromedo poet awaits the arrival of spring, writing verses of greeting and thanks, crying tears of all colors! The Legend has it: when he was a child, he believed that spring lived at the end of his street! The Poet metabolizes pain by interpreting the afflictions of others! The Poetic Santelmo, they are bluish lights, from the flames of the stormy love of the heart sky! Oh! The mosquito looked at himself in the macroscopic mirror of faith, and reached literary prominence! The Poet dances the waltz of solitude in the light of the verses of passion moon , to the sound of the philharmomic orchestra of the heart stars, with a bouquet of idyllic sonnets, of sunbeams in one hand! In the horizon of female anatomy, two full moons shine, in the heart sunset, and in the verticality of the isthmus there is passions meeting! The Man of words runs, at perdition racetrack , at the speed of eternal thought, in the gorges of poetry verses! In the Poetic Zimbório do howler bugio the prominence is the celestial limit! The piercing noyse trinket of adult bulls it is the awl of the poetry verses! The penetrating eyes of adult bulls is the punch of poetry verses! Button the poetry verses and keep the rays of the sun inside the thoughts of the heart! The Man of Poetry asserts: I accuse the mind-blowing substances of chemical chimeras and the artificial gardens of odorless flowers, in the azinhavre sky! The angel with dirty fingers, opens the locks of perception! The tree of the erotic apples of the heart is the color of the lips of the evening sun, at pleasure climax ! The white aphrodisiac of the window curtains of the house of thoughts of translucent walls accelerates the heart and blinds reason! The helmsman of the taverns converts the alcoholic gears into liana to climb the mountains of the castle of darkness! The Women use precious jewels to enhance beauty or it is the precious jewels that women use to accentuate the seduction brilliance! Because poetry is a precious jewel of the last carat! The tears of orphans weave pearls into lonely hearts! The orange bird is the precursor, from the verses of the spring preamble, sings in the tuning fork of the stars, and solfege in the tenderness of the morning sunlight and in the evening glow The literary verses sail inside bottles of love, in the sea of the poetry! Like a Woman is a song of the brilliance of musical youth that transcends the gardens of time and lyrical times! The Poetry leaves no footprints in the sand, but leaves footprints in the heart! The Poet has the poetic smell sense of distinguish the libido of the four seasons, respectively, the verses of the summer and winter solstice, and the autumn and spring equinox, in the inexorable rhythm of the time clock! The last winter rains reveal the taciturn pages of the heart, and the thunder sounds like cannon blasts, echoing eloquent secrets! The star fisherman uses the fire sandal and on the end of his hook there is the loganimity of love! Why doesn't love revoke death, and why does death revoke love? The Faith is the soul's spiritual prosopopeia! Not everything that is invisible is abstract or imaginary! The verses of poetry expand spiritual thoughts, and gushes light into the laic pages of everyday life! The man of poetry weeps with the rivers when they are injected with the scum of gruesome meanness! The poetic polyglot, in the tower of babel of the intertwined verses, organizes the imbroglios of the reason confusions! The soul of the blue princess has the color of the alabasterine nuances of cirrus clouds and the bright whiteness of moonlight, and carries the mourning of the obsequies , and the condolences! Whoever is not born again, like the flowers of spring, will never see the gardens of eternal spring! How difficult it is to get rid of, and untangle thoughts that exercise leadership in reason! The man of the pilgrim words, wanders in the warm and cold sands of the hourglass of time, feverishly poetic, with hallucinating mirages of the current thoughts! Only by defeating Chronos [Κρόνος] in this world, it is possible to enter Kairós [Κάιρος], the next world, and become immortal! Thoughts are the chords that dictate the rhythm, on the stage of the heart, and travel on the forbidden paths of the imagination! In the eyes of the human being, all paths are paths of light! The verses of youth poetry are heavenly gifts! The sun of freedom is not on the horizon of Sky, the sun of freedom is on the horizon of the soul! The missionary flame, of the explorers of the highland stars, will never go out! @@@zzz
Το λατρεύω ❤
Τέλειοο!!απο τα ωραια καινουρια της!
What a great album such passion
την αγαπωω ειναι λατρεια τελοςςςς!!!!
γαματο τραγούδι💗
Οι αξίες ξεχωρίζουν..... Ακριβώς...
number one!!! theaaa paolaraaa
so go soong ! amazing music ! θεααα!!!
ΤΩΡΑ ΜΠΟΡΩ ΝΝΑ ΚΑΝΩ ΚΑΙ ΕΓΩ ΤΑ ΣΧΟΛΙΑ ΜΟΥ ΜΕΤΑ ΤΗΝ ΠΕΡΙΠΕΤΕΙΑ ΠΟΥ ΕΙΧΑ ΕΥΧΟΜΑΙ ΚΑΛΗ ΕΠΙΤΥΧΙΑ ΚΑΛΗ ΔΥΝΑΜΗ ΚΑΙ ΚΟΥΡΑΓΙΟ ΣΕ ΟΛΟΥΣ ΟΣΟΥΣ ΣΥΝΕΒΑΛΑΝ ΩΣΤΑΙ ΝΑ ΓΙΝΕΙ ΑΥΤΟΣ Ο ΔΙΣΚΟΣ ΠΟΥ ΠΡΑΓΜΑΤΙΚΑ ΤΑ ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΙΑ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΥΠΕΡΟΧΑ ΚΑΙ ΦΥΣΙΚΑ ΚΑΛΟ ΚΑΛΟΚΑΙΡΙ ΣΕ ΟΛΟΥΣ !!!! ΚΑΛΗ ΣΑΣ ΑΚΡΟΑΣΗ ΠΡΑΓΜΑΤΙΚΑ ΑΞΙΖΕΙ ΤΟΝ ΚΟΠΟ ΔΕΝ ΘΕΛΩ ΝΑ ΞΕΧΩΡΙΣΩ ΚΑΝΕΝΑ ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΙ !!!!!
Τώρα θα μάθεις ποια είμαι......
Τι να μάθω από εσάς.. Δεν έχετε τίποτα για να μάθω...
Παολαρα εισαι εσυ σε ολα🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
Εσύ είσαι ανεπιτήδευτη μαθήσεως. Αλλά τόσο αμορφωσιά..
🖤τέλειο!!!
τωρα θα μαθεις...
τι θα πει να πονας..
Τι λες τωρα ρε φίλε κομματαρα
Η Παολαρα η θεα ειναι ξαδερφη μου
Παρόλα,αλητηα❤
Έτσι....
Παολάρα!!!!
Τελειοοοοο
τελειοοο
ΤΏΡΑ ΘΑ ΜΑΘΕΙΣ!!!!!!!!!!!!
2020♥️♥️♥️
ρεσταααααααααααα τελος!! παολα
For ever όμως...
τέλειος συνδιασμούς ροκ και σκυλαδικου!!!
τραγουδαρα και φωναρα!!!!!!!!!!
Δωσεεε...
to pio oreo tragoudi tis paolas pou akousa mexri stigmis ;)
Γεα να μάθουν όλοι οι φοβισμένοι
OVER THE TOP_************
κηρύττει
που το βρηκες τετοια θρασσος να ξαναρθεις σε μενα περιθωριο στην καρδι μ δεν εχω πια για σενα τωρ αθα μαθεις να κοιμασαι λιωμα τωρα θα μαθεις τι θα πει να πονας τωρα θα μαθεις μοναξια να σ τρυπαει το σωμα κ μια αγκαλια θα ζητας...
Έτσι
Ωραιοοο
ΕΛΕΝΗ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
❤️❤️
Εσύ έμαθες τα βρακια μου..
Αυτό είναι για αυτόν όμως... Τώρα θα με μάθεις από την ανάποδη..
koita ti dhmioyrgei h SYKIA UEE MOY
teleioooooo
dinati rokia
ΑΓΑΠΗ ΜΟΥ ΓΛΥΚΙΑ ΔΥΣΤΥΧΩΣ ΗΤΑΝ ΠΟΛΛΑ ΑΥΤΑ ΠΟΥ ΘΑ ΗΘΕΛΑ ΝΑ ΣΟΥ ΠΩ ΑΛΛΑ ΔΕΝ ΤΑ ΚΑΤΑΦΕΡΑ, ΕΦΥΓΕΣ ΓΙΑ ΠΑΝΤΑ ΑΠΟ ΤΗΝ ΖΩΗ ΜΟΥ, ΕΙΣΑΙ ΠΙΑ ΨΗΛΑ ΚΑΙ ΔΕΝ ΣΕ ΦΤΑΝΩ. ΠΩΣ ΘΑ ΣΕ ΠΡΟΣΕΧΩ ΕΚΕΙ ΠΟΥ ΕΙΣΑΙ.ΠΩΣ ΕΓΙΝΕ ΑΥΤΟ ΔΕΝ ΜΠΟΡΩ ΝΑ ΤΟ ΧΩΝΕΨΩ, ΤΑ ΛΟΓΙΑ ΔΕΝ ΑΡΚΟΥΝ ΤΑ ΔΑΚΡΥΑ ΔΕΝ ΦΤΑΝΟΥΝ, ΜΟΥ ΛΕΙΠΕΙ ΚΑΘΕ ΕΚΑΤΟΣΤΟ ΚΑΘΕ ΧΙΛΙΟΣΤΟ ΤΟΥ ΚΟΡΜΙΟΥ ΚΑΙ ΤΟΥ ΠΡΟΣΩΠΟΥ ΣΟΥ.ΜΑΚΑΡΙ ΟΛΑ ΝΑ ΗΤΑΝ ΨΕΜΑ, ΜΑΚΑΡΙ ΝΑ ΓΥΡΙΖΕ Ο ΧΡΟΝΟΣ ΠΙΣΩ ΝΑ ΗΣΟΥΝ ΜΑΖΙ ΜΟΥ ΜΑΖΙ ΜΑΣ. Ο ΘΕΟΣ ΣΕ ΗΘΕΛΕ ΔΙΠΛΑ ΤΟΥ ΚΑΙ ΣΕ ΠΗΡΕ ΜΕ ΝΙΚΗΣΕ ΓΙΑΤΙ ΣΕ ΠΗΡΕ ΣΤΑ ΚΡΥΦΑ, ΣΕ ΘΕΛΕΙ ΓΙΑ ΑΓΓΕΛΟ ΓΙΑΤΙ ΤΕΤΟΙΑ ΗΣΟΥΝ ΚΑΙ ΘΑ ΕΙΣΑΙ.ΤΩΡΑ ΘΑ ΜΑΘΩ ΠΩΣ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΝΑ ΚΟΙΜΑΜΑΙ ΛΙΩΜΑ ΤΩΡΑ ΘΑ ΜΑΘΩ ΤΙ ΘΑ ΠΕΙ ΠΟΝΟΣ ΜΟΥ ΚΑΕΙ ΤΗΝ ΚΑΡΔΙΑ, ΚΑΛΟ ΠΑΡΑΔΕΙΣΟ ΜΩΡΟ ΜΟΥ, ΜΑΙΡΗ ΠΑΓΟΥΛΑΤΟΥ.
περιφορειο στην καρδια μμ δεν εχω για εσενα#7
💔
👌👌👌
για σενα που με πονεσες πολυ...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Όσοι το ακούνε και σήμερα Ναύπλιο 2019
ΑΚΡΙΒΩΣΣ🙋♥️
😍😍😍😍😍
Fonara
Katalava
Εγώ έμαθα.. Εσύ δεν έμαθες ακόμα ότι εδώ είναι η ζωή μου.. Και βαριέμαι και απίστευτα...
Καταρχάς με γνωρίζεις? έχω δώσει το τέλος εγώ... Δεν έχεις επιτυχία κάπου... Εγω μια χαρά θα κοιμηθω με το βρακι έξω..
Δεν μπορείς απλά δεν μπορείς... Αυτό.. Αστο...
👁👁👍Πεστα παολα🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺😂 ακουου 🦻🔥
💋👏👌
☺☺☺☺💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗
*********************!!!!!!!!
🧠⚖️❤️.....!!
Ε όχι δα.. Ε οχι δα.
Περιθώριο στην καρδιά μου δεν έχω πια για σένα 💜👈💋🖕
μουσικαρα
Για αυτον που με πονέσει μέχρι θάνατου
Έτει κετση
Πωπωπω τι κορμαρα έχω..
Αδιαφορη..
The trigger of detonation and dependence is a circumstantial subterfuge, and a psychological support, implied in the conception of reason ideas ! The star is an invaluable tonal light poem! The poetic tonal prosody, of the verbal dynamics of the verses, orchestrated by the glottis and the vocal cords, is the accentuation of the raindrops of the spring of your love! The Poet discerns the splendid circumlocution of the silhouette of the rain, of the verticality of unprecedented beauty! The virtues of love are practical predicates, of the spontaneous repertoire of attitudes! The Poetry lives in the streets of the rainbow colors of the pure heart! The poetic verses of the Bombyx butterfly is wearing in silk, the lines of the stanzas , of the rain princess! The andromedo poet awaits the arrival of spring, writing verses of greeting and thanks, crying tears of all colors! The Legend has it: when he was a child, he believed that spring lived at the end of his street!
The Poet metabolizes pain by interpreting the afflictions of others! The Poetic Santelmo, they are bluish lights, from the flames of the stormy love of the heart sky! Oh! The mosquito looked at himself in the macroscopic mirror of faith, and reached literary prominence! The Poet dances the waltz of solitude in the light of the verses of passion moon , to the sound of the philharmomic orchestra of the heart stars, with a bouquet of idyllic sonnets, of sunbeams in one hand! In the horizon of female anatomy, two full moons shine, in the heart sunset, and in the verticality of the isthmus there is passions meeting! The Man of words runs, at perdition racetrack , at the speed of eternal thought, in the gorges of poetry verses! In the Poetic Zimbório do howler bugio the prominence is the celestial limit! The piercing noyse trinket of adult bulls it is the awl of the poetry verses! The penetrating eyes of adult bulls is the punch of poetry verses! Button the poetry verses and keep the rays of the sun inside the thoughts of the heart! The Man of Poetry asserts: I accuse the mind-blowing substances of chemical chimeras and the artificial gardens of odorless flowers, in the azinhavre sky! The angel with dirty fingers, opens the locks of perception! The tree of the erotic apples of the heart is the color of the lips of the evening sun, at pleasure climax ! The white aphrodisiac of the window curtains of the house of thoughts of translucent walls accelerates the heart and blinds reason! The helmsman of the taverns converts the alcoholic gears into liana to climb the mountains of the castle of darkness! The Women use precious jewels to enhance beauty or it is the precious jewels that women use to accentuate the seduction brilliance! Because poetry is a precious jewel of the last carat! The tears of orphans weave pearls into lonely hearts! The orange bird is the precursor, from the verses of the spring preamble, sings in the tuning fork of the stars, and solfege in the tenderness of the morning sunlight and in the evening glow The literary verses sail inside bottles of love, in the sea of the poetry! Like a Woman is a song of the brilliance of musical youth that transcends the gardens of time and lyrical times! The Poetry leaves no footprints in the sand, but leaves footprints in the heart! The Poet has the poetic smell sense of distinguish the libido of the four seasons, respectively, the verses of the summer and winter solstice, and the autumn and spring equinox, in the inexorable rhythm of the time clock! The last winter rains reveal the taciturn pages of the heart, and the thunder sounds like cannon blasts, echoing eloquent secrets! The star fisherman uses the fire sandal and on the end of his hook there is the loganimity of love! Why doesn't love revoke death, and why does death revoke love? The Faith is the soul's spiritual prosopopeia! Not everything that is invisible is abstract or imaginary! The verses of poetry expand spiritual thoughts, and gushes light into the laic pages of everyday life! The man of poetry weeps with the rivers when they are injected with the scum of gruesome meanness! The poetic polyglot, in the tower of babel of the intertwined verses, organizes the imbroglios of the reason confusions! The soul of the blue princess has the color of the alabasterine nuances of cirrus clouds and the bright whiteness of moonlight, and carries the mourning of the obsequies , and the condolences! Whoever is not born again, like the flowers of spring, will never see the gardens of eternal spring! How difficult it is to get rid of, and untangle thoughts that exercise leadership in reason! The man of the pilgrim words, wanders in the warm and cold sands of the hourglass of time, feverishly poetic, with hallucinating mirages of the current thoughts! Only by defeating Chronos [Κρόνος] in this world, it is possible to enter Kairós [Κάιρος], the next world, and become immortal! Thoughts are the chords that dictate the rhythm, on the stage of the heart, and travel on the forbidden paths of the imagination! In the eyes of the human being, all paths are paths of light! The verses of youth poetry are heavenly gifts! The sun of freedom is not on the horizon of Sky, the sun of freedom is on the horizon of the soul! The missionary flame, of the explorers of the highland stars, will never go out! @@@zzz
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