Why do I love it so much? What kind of magic is this? How come I can't help adore it?…
Black night is falling The sun is gone to bed The innocent are dreaming As you should sleepy-head Sleepy-head, sleepy-head…
Björk I've seen it all I have seen the trees I have seen the willow leaves Dancing in the breeze…
Dag eftir dag Einsamall a hol Naunginn Undarlegi, par sem haninn gol Enginn vill um hann vita Og peir benda…