The very best of 1989-1998
Τo kokkino foustani (The red dress)

Composer: S. Kouyioumtzis
Lyrics: K. Kindinis


The night is descending
wearing a black vell
and the city is longing
for bright lights and hit songs

Put the red dress on
the one that makes you look like fire
Come, stop counting and the hours
youth is a gift that burns like fire

What may await us in the morning
What may await us in the morning
which love dies away
and which one is being born