Wake up my friend
No way to go out
No way to go out the forest
Up there's a house
I want to go up
I want to go up the mountain
I feel the breeze
The river is cold
The river is cold this evening
Forget your fears
I want to go up
I want to go up the ceiling
I love your ways
It's not too late
To go to Crete
Where love is greek
And sky's the sea
And smiling faces
Spring