Villagers of Ioannina City - Father Sun

                                                     I 'm the holy river
                                                     that rises from the past
                                                     came to deliver
                                                     and spread the golden dust

                                                     I'm the fire, I'm The rain
                                                     the air the seed, the dust
                                                     the golden grain

                                                 And I...To the Sun I pray...