The Greek Eagles

Ήλιος Θεός ~Βασίλης Σκουλάς

Dedicated to the Greek Eagles(our fighter pilots) who fly over the Aegean Sea every day 

I'm leaving, I'm flying away like the cloud

I am a friend with the God of Sun

I'm getting drunk with the nectar of the air 

I am hugging the earth and the sky

And without the wings I am not afraid

The blue (of the sea) is a warm hug

I will be sleeping in the glorious mountains

In Aegean I will be giving kisses.

I am looking for freedom in the air

I am no longer a mortal 

I am going up and I m loving

Without a body, a golden eagle