The obstacles we build for ourselves, my love - creating decisions to make, my love! When really, it could be this easy: you and me, and house, and food
Your roots are stuck in the dirt of this land, my questions all answered in the firmness of your hand, I buried some hatred in the snow on the porch, and when it comes undone, I will understand.
And the wind in the trees are all: sch-uuung, sch-uuung And the trains that pass by are all: sch-du-dung, sch-du-dung And you and me are like: let’s go out for a walk
And our feet in the snow are like: tsch-ooo, tsch-ooo and the choir in my chest is like: oooo- oooo And the Stockholm insecurity is like: I don’t exist
Night dawns on us now, my love! We finally found a way to lie, my love - without an arm getting numb in the middle of us, my love.
Don’t you get scared of the people now who look you in the eye and smile at you now Yes, they condemn you, but they won’t tell! and that’s how it goes, my love.
And the wind in the trees are like: sch-ooo, sch-ooo And the trains that pass by are like: sch-du-dung, sch-du-dung And you and me are like: take your coat on, let’s go out for a walk
And the tears in our eyes when we ski fast in the forrest, but the choir in my chest is always stuck on the chorus, And I know it’s in me to get away from this.
Though I like this the best, I always liked this the best.
The obstacles we build for ourselves, my love The time we spend making decisions, my love There’s a longing in me for things that yet haven’t occured I’ll return to you, city, again and again Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
