Six points on a snowflake, eight arrows on a compass My brother with a host family playing drums for the Norwegians He went walking to explore Trysil, but he got lost in a winter maze Six points on a snow flake, eight arrows on a compass
Six ways from Sunday falling down Eight feet of heaven on the ground Keep him warm, keep him warm 'Cause in the snow mazes of Norway, he is underground
He brought back some souvenirs a metal bowl with a Viking ship a wooden carving and compass and six points on a snowflake
Six points on a snowflake Eight memories in a photograph My brother's going to miss that snow Now he surfs in San DiegoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
