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Here is a Greek song about sea that I like alot. The lyrics:

Oh my dark sea,stormy sea, where will you bring me in the morning? In what unknown (to me) land?Where will you bring me in the morning?In what unknown (to me) land? Oh my dark sea, stormy sea.

I once had it all but I wanted more. What am I to do with all that now tonight that I am losing you?

In your black water(s) my life is in pieces. Oh my deep sea where are you hiding your island? Oh my deep sea where are you hiding your island? In your black water(s) my life is in pieces.

And the song:

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ax θάλασσά μου σκοτεινή

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θάλασσά μου σκοτεινή

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νίκος πορτοκάλογλου

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Ax Θάλασσά μου σκοτεινή - Νίκος Πορτοκάλογλου

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Θάλασσά μου σκοτεινή Στίχοι: Νίκος Πορτοκάλογλου Μουσική: Νίκος Πορτοκάλογλου Αχ θάλασσά μου σκοτεινή, θάλασσα αγριεμένη πού θα με βγάλεις το πρωί σε ποια στεριά μου ξένη πού θα με βγάλεις το πρωί σε πιά στεριά μου ξένη αχ θάλασσά μου σκοτεινή,θάλασσα αγριεμένη Τα είχα όλα μια φορά μα ήθελα παραπάνω

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It’s love. It’s the  dew, the euphoria, the dream of eternal and inexhaustible, so familiar and so distant. It belongs to us but it’s so independent too .It’s undisciplined, unknown.

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The sea for me is the womb that gives us birth, it’s our mother. All the world comes from it.

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The sea is myfavourite place during summer. This happens mainly because it is a good place to relax , as I don’t have this opportunity the rest of the year. It is also a cool  place I can feel relieved during the hot summer days.

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When I talk about the sea  I remember playing  on the sandy beach with the buckets making  sandcastles. It’s the first material of our memories , the innocence of our childhood.

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Sea for me means: • Lots of swimming with my sister and my parents! Or just grabbing my diving mask and looking for seashells! • Tanning, taking my tanning oil, putting it all over my body, seating in the special chairs and just relaxing under the sun’s light! Playing rackets with my sister in the blond, hot sand!

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When I see the sea I’m thinking about all the secrets this seascape is hiding. I wonder about how many creatures this ocean gives life to. I love seeing the sun diving in the waters with grandeur every time the sunset comes.

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It is our soul. It’s calm, serene and blue. At the same time it can be turbulent, restless,  wild and violent, uncontrolled. It’s the  mirror of the inner world.

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Sea means life. It feeds us , it provides  the means to survive. Ask the fishermen , the divers of Kalymnos,  the women on the islands who collect  shells.

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The sea for me is the voyage, the invitation , the challenge. It has always taken us far  away, it fills us with experiences, sweet and sour ones. It makes us wise like Odysseus, perhaps without companions , and gives us the happiness of  return.

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The Sea for me is death. The loss of our beloved ones, he mourning for those who were defeated by the power of the ocean which separates us from our brothers abroad. It reminds me of Mavromantilou who was turned into a rock and stood motionless in the waves where her lover drowned. We breathe its aura verywhere and we are tied with her with a long umbilical cord.