Eyes that shine in the corners
Holes sound by syringes
In the narrow alleys the anguishes
Crawl and follow you
You headed off to the places of Perea
Through dark streets
You slept late on the waterfront
Yianni(John) tell me, who is chasing you
In the morning a ship for Thira
You were found in Iah to intoxicate
With 2 Englishwomen and one more French
Yianni tell me if you love them
Some negress you "got" in the ship
That came from Maroco to find you
It was enough so it wouldn't be cold
And tomorow who knows what will happen
You set up a deception in Athens
Something is being said about Cannabis
It was even written on the newspaper
And that's how you ended up in the jail
Cheapness within everything you want
And everything the soul seeks you will find it
Just only have money to pay
Either be a nail or be in
Wherewithals fell with a guy
That knew specialists
Half a hotel was lost
And you are outside,in crazy people
You heard talking about Bombay
You thought of going there also
There where is is said that troubadour die
Before the morning dawns
They said that the cops collared you
And others that you are wandering in Africa
You flew aloft even though you say they brought you down
Gianni the whole earth doesn't fits you
Guitars you should have as an escort
On a silver Mercedes
A rock band will be the troupe
Only that you won't be there anymore
Yianni I remember you, I don't hide it
With jealousy maybe anger too
We marched together,but in a while
You left and I remained
This is a ballad about Yianni Kabanarhi a young man who was a drug addict, he thought he could control his addiction but when he understood that he couldn't he gave an end to his life jumping from his house's balcony
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