Poy einai h agapi Where is the love

Poy einai h agapi - Where is the love Greek: ???????? ?? ???? ??' ??? ??????? ???????? ??? ?? ?????? ???? ?????????? ??? ?? ???????? ?? ???? ?? ??????? ???? ??? ??? ?????? ?? ?? ?????????? ?? ??????? ???? ??????? ???? ??? ???? ????? ????? ???? ??????????? ????? ??? ????? ???? ??? ????? ?? ?????? ???? ??? ????? ???? ??? ??????? ??? ??' ?????????? ????? ??? ???? ????? ??????? ??? ?? ??????? ??? ????? ? ????? ??? ?' ??????? ??? ??????? ???? ??? ???? ???? ??? ?????, ?? ???? ??? ????? ? ????? ?? ??? ????????? ???? ?? ????? ?? ????? ????? ? ?? ????? ???? ?????? ???????? ?? ???? ??' ??? ?????????? ?? ????? ???? ??? ?????? ?? ????????? ??? ???? ???????? ?? ???? ?? '??? ??????? ???????? ??? ?? ?????? ???? ?????????? ??? ?? ???? ??? ???? ????? ????? ???? ??????????? ????? ??? ????? ???? ??? ????? ?? ?????? ???? ??? ????? ???? ??? ??????? ??? ??' ?????????? ????? ??? ???? ????? ??????? ??? ?? ??????? ??? ????? ? ????? ??? ?' ??????? ??? ??????? ???? ??? ???? ???? ??? ?????, ?? ???? ??? ????? ? ????? ?? ??? ????????? ???? ?? ????? ?? ????? ????? ? ?? ????? ???? ?????? English: The hours are comming infront of me like huge Mountains Like I would fight, that's how I feel and how I live The hour fallen on me like pour rain and are making the memouries dark. Something in the soul is still sensitive I'm crying like a child when I remember U The hours in the silent, hours at work and in the car evening and morning I'm searching for a way to think for something else Where is the love, that brought me to the clouds give me something now when I'm falling, to save me where is the love to notice me before the end is it just a lie, or something magicly The hours are coming infront of me like unguestful lands where I can't find the shelter that I'm searching for the hours are coming in front of me like huge mountains like I would fight, that's how I feel and how I live. Something in the soul is still sensitive I'm crying like a child when I remember U The hours in the silent, hours at work and in the car evening and morning I'm searching for a way to think for something else Where is he love, that brought me to the clouds give me something now when I'm falling, to save me where is the love to notice me before the end is it just a lie, or something magicly.