The schools that I attended

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Lyrics: Leonidas, Chris
Presentation: Leonidas, Maria Koti, Chris
Music Composition: Giorgis Nikas
Programming: Chris
Baglama, Lute: Giorgis Nikas
Bass: Stelios Botsaris
Duduk, Wooden flute: Vartan Ampovian
Scratches: DJ Magnum
Violin: Stefanos Filos
Artwork: Ioannis Ikonomoakis
Year: 2017

Mixed and mastered by Panayiotis (Misdeal) at Clepsydra Studio

The schools that I attended don’t teach hate
And maybe one day you might experience it, too
The schools that I attended have put away
State propaganda, murderers, nazi
The schools that I attended have girls and boys
Which together, not apart, sustain the fire
In the schools that I went, the poor of this world
Look at you, my light, with clear eyes
The schools that I attended are not enclosed with walls
And even if I put them in lyrics they escape again
The schools that I went, the bazaar of El Alto
Night without moonlight and aching heart
The schools that I attended are covered in fog
And in rain falling from the wide sky
The schools that I attended on the horizon beyond
Ship with black flag, Great Ocean
The schools that I attended seem like a false memory
But they had flesh and blood and a deep gaze
The schools that I attended may have been on the streets
Or in a dream of mine, perhaps, I have seen them

But for me the schools that I attended
They were sea and sky
Not govern the schools that I went
Neither devil nor god
The schools that I went, a big march
In front the police and behind nazi
The schools that I went, made from the layers below
Horizontally with me and we are all together
In the schools that I went, amateur teachers
Have taught me arts, to talk to the poor
In the schools that I attended I saw solidarity
Foreigners were relatives, friends with the vulnerable
In the schools that I went, I was told the truth
About the rebel’s chest and the front line
In the schools that I went, they told me that the informers
Are laundered by rivers of ink lackeys
The schools that I went, free and public
Not rich banquets, folk neighborhoods
The schools that I attended don’t have fences
Think about strings and become Cretan kondylies
The schools that I went, an endless journey
A child’s game in my memory
The schools that I went, I have made them a compass
And on my body score lines

But for me the schools that I attended
They were sea and sky
Not govern in the schools that I went
Neither devil nor god