Walkin' a Broken Heart
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Kjemp med ære
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at dødenpuster
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Kom bli med!
Folk og Fe
Opplev
ærefull ferd
Ser du ilden
i det du ger,
Kampen kaller
og dødenrer
Ner den dag da
dødenkaller,
hils oss fra
de store haller
E dø i kamp er
den sanne Ære,
men dødenskappe
vil ingen bære
Love Letters
In a fleeting moment of a restless day
driven to distraction
I was captured by the game.
I have often wondered why I ever wanted to
leave these scattered hours behind me and speed myself to you.
I choose never to forget
I want our lips to kiss and our limbs to entwine
let our bodies be twisted but never our minds.
Is this love ? Is this love ? Is this love ? Is this love ?
Set to work idle hands
shake these thoughts
had I planned them they never would be teasing me
as viciously as these.
I would not have believed you
had I never seen
now you and I are intimately pictured
in my dreams.
I could not forsake you or gall tumbling away
and if I live in wonderland
I'm better off this way.
I choose never to forget
...
Is this love ? Is this love ? Is this love ? Is this love ?
Is this love ? Is this love ? Is this love ? Is this love ?