15.05.2024
Kristian Kristensen - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
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Gressholmen (Grass-Islet)
Early on SundayOut of our little house
We go to places
To go for a walk
There we see the ocean
resting on the mountains
under a ledge
where the sun resides
We stand on the bridge
built of the sand and stone
over to the islet
where we shall go
Pliers are floating on
the gloss of the ocean-flat
Salt-wind that blows
There we shall go
Here it is quiet
Here we need no words
We let the waves
Speak for us
Here we can play
Here we can forget
Here we can stay
When we must leave
Here we are, here we are, here we are
Here we are, here we are, here we are, here we are
Here we are, here we are, here we are, here we are
Here we are, here we are, here we are
Here we are eternal
Because it is July
the sun never goes down
The darkness must give way
for the light in the north
It's only us here
and here we will always be
Gressholmen watches over
our love
Late on Sunday
Inside our little house
Happy and smiling
And reminiscing for a while
Then we can see the ocean
resting on the mountains,
underneath a sky
where the memories live
Ooh ooh
underneath a sky
where the memories live.
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