lørdag 4. april 2009

Eskimo

Tiredness fuels empty thoughts.
I find myself disposed.
Brightness fills empty space
in search of inspiration.

Harder now, with higher speed
washing in on top of me.
So I look to my eskimo friend.
I look to my eskimo friend.
I look to my eskimo friend
when I'm down, down, down.

Rain it wets muddy roads.
I find myself exposed.
Tapping doors, but irritate
in search of destination.

Harder now, with higher speed
washing in on top of me.
So I look to my eskimo friend.
I look to my eskimo friend.
I look to my eskimo friend
when I'm down, down, down.

Kosketa minua - Touch me.
Älä käsilläsi - Not with your hands.
Vaan niin että tunnen sinut - But so that I feel you.

Halaa minua - Hug me.
Älä käsilläsi - Not with your hands.
Mutta sielussasi - But within your soul.
Minä kaipaan eskimo-ystävääni - I miss my eskimo friend.

When I'm down, down, down.
When I'm down, down, down.
When I'm down, down, down.

Dette er en fantastisk låt av Damien Rice.
Jeg er så glad for at den har blitt laget,
for at den eksisterer.
Det er som om den fyller igjen et hull i sjelen min.

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