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NORWEGIA: ISÁK - Son
Pią 16 Cze - 1:01
Norwegia tym razem stawia na język lapoński, a dokładniej północnosaamski. I nie, nie będzie joiku - będzie popowo i elektronicznie
ISÁK - Son
RECAP: od 1:51
ISÁK - Son
RECAP: od 1:51
Has anyone ever understood you
And if so, have they really?
Are they so valuable that
You despise your memories
That you collected of them long ago?
When I run over nails
And fire spreads in the forest
When life feels boring
Then I draw ghosts
When pillars break down
And our memories roam
Then I miss the shore again
Sister, I miss
You...
Has anyone ever defended you
And if so, have they really?
Maybe I need to retreat
And wipe away borders
Otherwise I won't defend you after all
When I run over nails
And fire spreads in the forest
When life feels boring
Then I draw ghosts
When pillars break down
And our memories roam
Then I miss the shore again
Sister, I miss
You...
I'm not saying you owe
Me anything
Me anything
But it hurts, hurts, hurts anyway
When I run over nails
And fire spreads in the forest
When life feels boring
Then I draw ghosts
When pillars break down
And our memories roam
Then I miss the shore again
Sister, I miss
You...
And if so, have they really?
Are they so valuable that
You despise your memories
That you collected of them long ago?
When I run over nails
And fire spreads in the forest
When life feels boring
Then I draw ghosts
When pillars break down
And our memories roam
Then I miss the shore again
Sister, I miss
You...
Has anyone ever defended you
And if so, have they really?
Maybe I need to retreat
And wipe away borders
Otherwise I won't defend you after all
When I run over nails
And fire spreads in the forest
When life feels boring
Then I draw ghosts
When pillars break down
And our memories roam
Then I miss the shore again
Sister, I miss
You...
I'm not saying you owe
Me anything
Me anything
But it hurts, hurts, hurts anyway
When I run over nails
And fire spreads in the forest
When life feels boring
Then I draw ghosts
When pillars break down
And our memories roam
Then I miss the shore again
Sister, I miss
You...
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