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Jeg kan ikke se henne,Hun kommer for Øyafestival 11.o8 og jeg skal dra på Øya bare 08.08 å se NIN...--skal nesten gangen....
The north wind
And the sun
Made a bet about getting
The coat off a man,
The wind from the north
Lost the bet.
The cold north wind blows,
Blows forcefully,
Too strong.
We struggle
Through your
Contrary wind.
Your high jinks
Makes us strive
Even more.
With our coats
As your sail,
You try to
Blow us away.
The cold
North wind knows,
He blows forcefully.
The more the wind blows
The more tightened we’ll be.
Isn´t it nice
With some warmth.
We only reveal ourselfs and
Change ourselfs when we’re sheltered.
Northwind-
Come when the days are doze.
Northwind-
Come when the coat´s on fire.
Northwind-
Come when the sun chokes us.
( this is to remember you than here its very cold...now too...8*C )
:) im cold...
" The fight he fought inside
Had gone on far too long now.
At least long enough.
-I want to do myself and mine
A last and final favour.
He tightened his backpack,
-I’m ready to dive,
start a second life "
:)
Não conhecia esta norueguesa(?).
Bom momento de introspecção !
Bjnh.
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