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Girl with gold

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I'm turning every Sunday into Saturday tonight
And getting dressed for the party that awaits
In a book that I saved just for this night
I'll write the most beautiful words
 
Then I'm repainting December into August so that
I can dress in gloves and a fancy top hat
I cut out all the stars from heaven's paper dome
And put them in a little blue box
 
And nobody knows who I'm giving it to
A girl with golden-brown eyes
No, nobody knows who I'm giving it to
A girl with golden-brown eyes
 
I cry out to the wind to make it understand
That it's the calmness that hunted you 'til now
But I'm bringing some memories from a carnival to you
Where I know that the light never ends
 
And the light will water the rose that I have
In my lapel so it will never die
Every time that I whisper your name to myself
The colour shifts from blue to red
 
And nobody knows who I'm giving it to
A girl with golden-brown eyes
No, nobody knows who I'm giving it to
A girl with golden-brown eyes
 
Then I'm sewing a blanket of all the broken clouds
To cover you as I put you to bed
And when you're asleep, I'll switch the blanket with myself
At peace with my secrecy
 
And nobody knows that I'm giving me to
A girl with golden-brown eyes
No, nobody knows that I'm giving me to
A girl with golden-brown eyes
 

Arm Yourself With Wings

Arm yourself with wings
Arm yourself with a song
Arm yourself with everything you longed to dream about once
Follow me upstream
Past the old church courtyard
Far past the run-down power plant
Where we played when we were little
 
So arm yourself with wings, with wings, with wings
 
I couldn't sleep a wink tonight
Because I knew you were on your way
I laid and listened to the cries from the restaurant
And the air was heavy and hot
I got up and tried to write something
There is so much I have to keep up with
And the darkness feels nice and warm against my body
I saw that the moon was almost full
 
So arm yourself with wings, with wings, with wings
Arm yourself with wings, with wings, with wings
 
There's a place down here in the harbour
It's just where the long-haul trucks drive by
Down there, they say that the wind is the best and if you wish for it,
It blows where you want it to
It's the the most beautiful there at night
Where the crystal ships arrive
You can see them from several miles away when you stand on the rooftops
You're going to be able to see when we go
 
So arm yourself with wings, with wings, with wings
Arm yourself with wings, with wings, with wings
Arm yourself with wings, with wings, with wings
Arm yourself with wings, with wings, with wings
 
Translation mine, unless otherwise specified// Översättningar är mina om ej anges nedan
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Come With Me

Come with me when I travel
Come with me where I'm going
Come with me all the way
Come with me
Come with me, we'll get lost
Come with me, wherever you want
Come with me, come with me
Come with me
Come with me when I leave
Come with me where I'm going
Come with me all night long
Come with me
Don't say anything about us leaving
Don't say anything, don't say anything
Come with me, come with me
Come with me
Come with me when you want
Come with me everywhere
Come with me all the way
Come with me
Come with me, we'll get lost
Come with me like you want
Come with me all night long
Come with me
Come with me all night long
Come with me
Come with me all night long
Come with me
 
Translation mine, unless otherwise specified// Översättningar är mina om ej anges nedan
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Proofreading and corrections are encouraged// Jag uppskattar gärna förslag och korrekturläsningar

Down to the Terminal

Kiss me like a warm wind
Kiss me a hundred meters up in the air
Kiss me like Hermine kissed Harry
Kiss me
So that something can become god
So that something can become god again
 
I know that they're closing up now
And I know that they want me to leave
The flies are beginning to look more and more like spaceships
And I think I'm starting to understand
 
And the girl from the circus is playing sober
When she's clinking empty bottles out on the courtyard
Over by the roundabout some dogs are fighting
And behind Ritz Hotel rain is coming
 
Kiss me like Sirocco
Kiss me 30 stories up high
Kiss me like Hermine kissed Harry
Kiss me so that something can become god
So that something can become god again
So that something can become god again
So that something can become god again
God again
God
So that something can become god again
 
I'm swigging up
My 'Sugar-Conny' drink
I'm going down to the terminal
It feels like a black-and-white, old film
 
Kiss me like a warm wind
Kiss me a hundred meters up in the air
Kiss me like Hermine kissed Harry
Kiss me
So that something can become god
So that something can become god again
So that something can become god again
So that something can become god again
God again
God
So that something can become god again