Solitary Soldier

Dear all...
Φεύγω με μετάθεση, ένας στρατηγός ξέρει που... καλό καλοκαίρι και εξόδου επιτρέποντος και cyber cafe υπάρχοντος θα τα ξαναπούμε...

...In this picture stands a man
Far away, alone and distant
Like a solitary field
In some nameless foreign land
All around him points of light
Start to dim and cease transmitting
Shadows fell on futile games
And then there was nothing more
Through the screams of falling steel
By the light of flares and wisdom
All the doubts I could not face
All this time I wanted more
With a line I mark the past
As a symbol of beginning
To the gods whose names we've lost
And the names who gave in vain...

P.S. Τα βαφτήσια μου ως Solitary Soldier ανήκουν στο Βροχοποιό...