I wonder how a mother/ survives when her son dies during the war/ She must be proud of him/ but she breaks down and cries// I wonder how a mother/ decides
If this was easy Where would I be I haven't said I have all the answers How could anyone Can't stop looking at the lights All around my head I'm missing
and dark and very tall Can you see who it might be? Visitors, they are so few Head so proud but curls so free Looks like someone I once knew David of the viking
, I'm lost in emotion, the ship is my cradle, I long for the stars, I'll trade my life, I just want to see the stars! an old and tired Viking, I'm soon
Well how do you do My name is Lars im from Cambell california you might know that by now im of danish decent for that im proud see my father was a nomad
be (Indeed) And I gave a Viking's word Faraway landscapes receive him with grace In bright beauty and wonders We find truth of me I gave a Viking's word A Viking
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a photographer - who likes little boys in viking suits - He likes to take the little boys - walking home from school - in his neighborhood - Take them to his studio - and dress them up in viking
Nar jag en liten flicka var/ i gamla dar,/ sa jag till min kara gamla mor/ att jag tror/ att jag aldrig kommer do/ och forbli en ungmo, en ungmo.// Hon
Lui voleva, lui ha detto e ha costruito/ la sua voce giace con il suo corpo/ ma le sue parole/ resteranno immortali/ se io le difendero// Il timore degli
Jag ar inte radd av vad jag gor/ Jag ar inte radd att falla och do/ Jag har nastan ett ljus/ som ar mitt hjarta/ och lyser upp,/ jag kan inte snubbla//
There is something you don't seem to control/ but it's part of your existence/ grown in your life, born in your life/ and older than you/ You can't react
Tyst ar lunden, och sjon, som kysst/ strandens somnade ros, ar tyst./ Aftonskimret, som milt besken/ tempelkullen, har bleknat ren/ stilla, drommande
Du og jeg/ inne i skogen/ vi eter sjokolade/ og drikker Coca-Cola// men du vill ikke komme/ og jeg tror/ at du/ er virkelig en bastard/
Dark, cold, that is/ some fog around me/ I can feel the smells/ hear the last bells/ And icy wind wraps me up/ and gently like the waves rocks my arms
By the time we're naked You faked it To hurry this along Inside you It binds you And nature's never wrong Rely on My triumph I sing the Viking song
We are the Vikings that is looking for war Slaying and raping and killing them all We travel around from town to town Searching for women to have us some