Álbum: Portrait (2003)
Tema: Reikjavik
Full of pride, the empty land
It's time to move out
There's no crime in your hands
But something is coming, coming up
It's so near, you'd better
Get your things out of here
And hurry up
Leave your home, forget it all
Take a deep breath, someone's looking for
A trace of you. So there's nothing you can do
How long could you... how long... could you
How long... could you hide?
Cross the line with your fears
Hide yourself and disappear
Search a cold place...
Cold, cold wind so far away
Lead yourself there
You need more rain... need more winter
Run away hidden by the fog
Save your life, I wish you could escape
To the north.
How long could you... how long... could you
How long... could you hide?
How long could you... how long... could you
How long... could you hide?
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