"Pull back"

"Wait a minute ... go right"

"Stop"

"Stop!"

"Enhance 15 to 23"

"Gimme a hard-copy right there"

But I'm how-d'ye, not farewell
For in time we may have a love's glory
Our love story to tell

Just as every autumn
Leaves fall from the tree
Tumble to the ground and die
So in the springtime
Like sweet memories
They will return as will I

Like the sun, dear
Upon high
We'll return, dear
To the sky
And we'll banish the pain and the sorrow
Until tomorrow goodbye

Like the sun, dear
Upon high
We'll return, dear
To the sky
And we'll banish the pain and the sorrow
Until tomorrow goodbye

is-bahl kou-tul - ham-mahn ou-saw
ahl-bi yam-mil kaw-lil laah
is-bahl ahl-bi im-mil mous-saw heenal - my-dil
has-bi kaw-lahl arah-baw heena yas'a-lou-na il 'araw-til - eehl laah

fis-'ahm mil kaw-waah-reeh yaah
mi-'aa-nihl kou-laah- aah - leeh - aah
Ay-nah ou-saw kooh nahn min kah-rah-baw
has-di khamf 'alah ay-nahl musam-meh il-lah tou-lihl  kah-reeb

has-dihl kou-toh ub-beehl ul-ou-saw
wah oul-leel-arah-baw   -  wah oul-leel-arah-baw   - wah oul-leel-
yaa hub-bi al-mas-daw-nih   ah-naay as-dee lil-kou-ral     yaah

as-ta-wou lee il-lee yam-mah li-laah
uk-rou 'ou-lee il-oh-daah daw-wah

oul-lee ya ahl-bi **
oul-lee ya um-mee
oul-lee ya sa-hib

Voice:
"Saluti" (= Hi!)

[Baby]
"A tutti ...."(= to everybody) .......

[Interlude]

[More baby]...

Scott Bolton:
"Do you read? Contact information to... ground Control.
We're entering [height B]

First quadrant, Meteor shower, second quadrant
Cometary bombardment."

Scott Bolton:
"Computer system A 5, Up and Running
Indication trough advanced system A-okey."

Bryce Bolton:
"9"

Scott Bolton:
"Mission operation.
Launch approval.
Launch Approval.
Launch Approval.
Launch Approval.
Launch approval...."

One more kiss, dear, kiss dear
kiss dear, kiss dear
kiss dear
kiss dear

[Interlude]

One more kiss, dear, kiss dear
kiss dear, kiss
One more kiss, dear, kiss dear
kiss dear, kiss dear
kiss dear, kiss dear
kiss dear......

Akiko Ebi: *
Kombanwa minasan. Girisha no minasan, kombanwa.
Ehtto, ima wa watakushi ga, eh, France no [inaudible] tte tokoro ni orimasu ga,
Nh, Tokyo kara yatte kimashita.
Tto, sorede, eh, ano, kyo wa sakihodo ongakukai wo kikimashita keredomo,
Burajiru no sakkyokuka ga, ntto, gassho to ...[broken off]

Oliver Stone:
 "... know what I'm saying?
It's a good experiment, you know?
I know you don't like to go out in the morning.
So you don't go out and see the streets, but...
No.. You - You don't go out in the morning! You go out at night. Late night!

Y'know, It's a challenge, don't you think?
 It's a challenge to walk down the sidewalk in Los Angeles.
It's much harder in Los Angeles than it is in Athens."

Cherry Vanilla:
"Where are you?
Are you listening?
I, I don't hear any communication on this thing.
Ground control to Major Tom! I'm calling, it's Cherry!
Hello?
Do you copy?"

Oliver Stone:
"Even though that I'm in a town, I have no expectation that anyone will talk to me or even... be interested in me, or not turn on me and attack me, ugh!
I have no expectation of kindness from anyone. In fact in earn.. [broken off]......."

"Science-fiction, it's one of the best ways to talk about the future. It shows
the possible troubles of history. The possible troubles of humanity (...
inaudible ...) escape a little bit from reality"
 

Good evening everyone. Everyone in Greece, good evening.
Eh, now, I am at [inaudible] in France,
Nh, I've come from Tokyo.
And, well, eh, ah, Today I've attended a concert,
A composer of Brazil, nh, chorus and...[broken off]
 

[Interlude]

Oliver Stone:
"It can get very lonely out there.
Also very isolated. I think isolation is available everywhere.
In the icebox, in the home, in your minds.
All the time.
You can make isolation into loneliness and make yourself, I think more miserable.
But I think isolation can lead to solitude.
And solitude could be also very powerful positive an emotion and thought that - and feeling! - that takes you to another state."

[...????...]

Rutger Hauer:
"Ik heb dingen gezien.
Ik heb dingen gezien die geen mens heeft kunnen dromen.
Aanvalsschepen, brandend op de schouder van Orion.
Ik zag C-stralen schitteren, vlak bij de Tannhauser poort.
Momenten om te zien verdwijnen, als tranen in de regen
Tijd verloren, tijd om dood te gaan."

"Ich habe dingen gesehen...
Ich habe dingen gesehen kein Mensch mehr ... glaubt.
Uh... Uh... Uh...."

[Interlude]

[...????...]

[Interlude]

Laura Metaxa:
[something in Greek]

Ridley Scott:
"Uh, Vangelis?
A message from outer space.
This is from Ridley.
I'm 25 years away. And here we are, talking about the same subject that was reborn in October or November this year. and uh..  I'm afraid we don't see each other more often...
Maybe our [spaceships will finally] come together in the near future. Hopefully that could happen.
This is Ridley signing off, and I hope [you'll eventually] will pick me up...
bye bye.."

[...????...]

"I've Seen things.
I've seen things no human could have dreamed of.
Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion.
I saw C beams glitter, near Tannhauser gate.
Moments to see disappear, like tears in Rain.
Time has been lost, time to die."

"Talking parrot -
young idler,
adornment of the wrist.
Very beautiful..."

"Fiery gem -
masterpiece of Leonardo da Vinci.
Spicy plant,
pitch-darkness of the night,
one red gem.
Very beautiful..."

"Uninhabited faraway land...
Very far away land.
Sweet,
viscous,
with the taste of nuts...
Deserted..."

[Voice fades away]

hasta que uno entiende bien...

Ah, esta vida
que vida tan más bella,
la cosa más bonita
que tengo en esta vida
es el amor

Amor por la vida
amor por otros
y amor por uno mismo

Amor..."

"Most cherished,
more than anything else...

until you get to understand well...

Ah, this life
what a so very beautiful life,
the most beautiful thing
I have in this life
is love

Love for life
love for others
and love for oneself

Love..."

Byłem wtedy mały jak muszelka,
a czarna suknia matki szumiała jak Morze Czarne.

Noc.

Dopala się nafta w lampce.
Lamentuje nad uchem komar.
Może to ty, matko, na niebie
jesteś tymi gwiazdami kilkoma?

Albo na jeziorze żaglem białym?
Albo fala w brzegi pochyłe?
Może twoje dłonie posypały
mój manuskrypt gwiaździstym pyłem?"

[Interlude]

"Rozświeciły się świeceniem wielkim
chmury, dziuple, żołędzie i sęki --
jakby cały świat był srebrnym świerkiem,
srebrnym bąkiem grającym piosenki.

Listki drżeć zaczynają,
ptaki w ton uderzają,"
....

[Interlude]

"Świeczki takie kupowała mama,
One drzemią. W nich śpi piękny zamiar.

Tylko rozwiń je i tylko zapal,
a zobaczysz, co z tego wyniknie:
w świeczkach błyśnie drogiej twarzy owal.
Matka palec wzniesie. Wiatr ucichnie.

Matkę w ręce ucałuj i włosy,
potem śniegu po uliczkach rozsyp,
żeby błyskał się i żeby chrzęścił

Potem wszystkie światła, co migocą,"

Back then, I was as little as a tiny seashell,
and mother's black skirt rustling sounded like the Black Sea.

A night.

The oil in the lamp is burning out.
A mosquito laments around my ear.
Maybe it is you, mother, in the sky,
is it you, this trickle of stars?

Or the white sail on the lake?
Or a wave against the sloping shore?
Perhaps your hands have sprinkled
my manuscript with stardust?"

[Interlude]

"The clouds, hollows, acorns and knots
have lighted up with great glare ---
as if the whole world was a silver spruce,
a silver bittern singing songs.

The leafs begin to rustle,
the birds start singing,"
..

[Interlude]

"My mother used to buy such candles,
They are dozing.  A nice intention is dwelling in them.

Just arrange them and light them,
and see what goes out of them:
a precious, rounded face gleam in the candles.
Mother raises a finger. The wind will die away.

Kiss mother's hands and hair
then sprinkle the snow on the alley ways,
so it twinkles and crunches.

Then all the twinkling lights..."

Bryce Bolton:
Where did all asteroids come from?
Where did the asteroid belt come from?

Where did the red spot of Jupiter come from?

Why is there so much clouds... on the planet?

Who are we?

Where're we going?

How did we get here?
And where did God come from?

How're we doing, Vangelis?