Testo The Little Song

(Music-lyrics: George Moukidis) He hugs it he kisses it He puts it in its bed And continuously sings to it and... He looks into its eyes And alone talks to himself How much he is afraid he may lose it and... He has got it ready to make it A present to the one he loves But she is not talking to him anymore and... It slips off from his hands It falls on the floor and breaks There goes the song there it goes and... He looks at the small pieces Broken notes he sings There goes the song there it goes and he cries