The Postman's Song

I was young, I was emotional and I was stupid and I found myself stranded on the Greek island of Hydra the summer of 63.
That was the second year of the wildly popular Song of the Postman, everybody in Greece singing or humming it.
I heard it over and over and it became part of that painful summer.
Here I am, 46 years later trying to find the song, and I think I succeeded.
The internet is wondrous thing; I can now listen and recall that summer, I can hear that song sung by no less than Agnes Baltsa
and I remember
and I am glad that I am not that young or that stupid anymore.
Still emotional, though.