在歌词本的扉页上写着这样一段诗

The last resplendent morning star

heralded the coming of the sun on high

No mist or shadow dared to mar

the sheer perfection of the cloudless sky

from where a gentle breeze would blow

caressing the faces down below

as if to murmur into the heart`s recesses

Life is sweet and ...

Life is sweet



From: "Easter Sunday"
A poem by Dionysios Solomos




而在封底，则印着

music drifted in the wind
someone touched colours and rhythms
remembrances and dreams
nostalgia and whispers of the soul
and merged them into a journey
towards tomorrow, towards light

by Eleni Karaindrou