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Xronia pollá to youuu,
Xronia pollá to youuu,
Xronia pollá dear Mum — manoula, tone it down, will youuu…
Xronia pollá to yoooou!
You bounce in like you're 20, full kefi and spark,
Yelling "Ópa!" at breakfast — Mum, it's barely light-dark.
We’re all adults now, trying to adult in peace,
But you’re tiny tornado, never granting release.
Xronia pollá to youuu,
Xronia pollá to youuu,
Your energy's endless — ours is running on fumes toooo…
Xronia pollá to yoooou!
Who you kidding, pint-sized? We lose you in the crowd,
One second you're there, next you're yelling "Ópa!" out loud.
Still the "young mum" in your head, dancing on tables high,
While we chase your tiny self before you say goodbye.
Na zísis, manoula, and Xronia pollá, chaos in human form,
You've got us all trained — therapy can't fix the storm.
We love your fire, your vibe, your refusal to slow,
But maybe one quiet birthday? Just once, let it go.
(Or at least warn us before the next "Ópa!" show…)
Xronia pollá to yoooou! 🎂
Have a great day from oldest Jayde the beautiful Sienna the Princess n Harlan the prince.
🔥Ópa! (said flatly)!!
Yell loud now opa!!!
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