Kælan Mikla - Kalt at Murder of Crows Festival
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- Опубліковано 1 вер 2019
- Kælan Mikla - Kalt at Murder of Crows Festival
Brooklyn Bazaar 2019-09-01
Kalt
Hún grætur milli húsasunda
tárin renna milli múrsteina
hún vonar að vorið vakni
sorgin upp rakni.
Afhverju er alltaf kalt?
Afhverju er ljósið svart?
English
Cold
She cries between alleyways
Tears are flowing between the bricks
She hopes that spring wakes soon
To undo her sadness
Why is it always cold?
Why are the lights dark?
