In this cool mean English summer
I go to the cupboard
And take out the brown paper bag of dittany
You gave me in Athens
Finally driving to your place in the hills
In Malissia
I told you I wanted to sit in your chairs
Drink tea from your cups
Look out at your view
And then you made me tea of dittany
In December
In Athens
In December
In Athens
In December
In Athens
In December
In Athens
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