Ah, these January nights,
I sit and reconstruct them back within my mind
It is at these moments that I join you
I hear the words the last that we have uttered
And I hear the first ones.
Oh desperate January nights
When vision fades deep in me, in solitude.
How quick it vanishes and dies out-
Gone are the trees, gone the roads, gone the houses, gone the lights,
Your sensual image fades away and disappears
ROLANDO VILLAZÓN 4. PAPADIMITRIOU O YENARIS TOU 1904 lyrics are property and copyright of their owners and are provided for educational purposes and personal use only.