de zarzales No ladres mas al vacile Porque vivo como ausente En esta orilla pensativa Frente al mar de la indecisa Dejame que me acurruque En la cuenca
: Stick it to the mailman reading is a problem see you all suntanned only with the ray bans take that to the man you call the chair pissing on a wet
: Vor vollen Schusseln mu? ich Hungers sterben Am hei?en Ofen frier ich mich zu Tod' Wohin ich greife fallen nicht als Scherben Bis zu den Zahnen steht
: On the left side ... again ... black fish are being bred ... - cultivated in vast amount Harboured by enormous tubs, all of them made of glass, they
: Liquid is in your throat, For hopeless delight. After all you fell in love with death, Life has aborted. All you've had and all you became, The night
: I once upon a time Carried a burden inside Some will ask goodbye A broken line but underlined There's an ocean of sorrow in you Sorrow in me Saw
: Two years In your heart One moment of doubt Two lives Torn apart One second from now Held him In your arms Your fever subside Always safe from harm
: Will their children cry When their mother dies And in the autumn of their lives Will they feel the same? [reversed lyrics 2:03-2:22] The longing
: [Special edition bonus track] [x2] Sun don't shine The Moon don't move The tides to wash me clean Why so unforgiving And why so cold Spent a long
: [Bonus track] Nar jag tanker pa den standiga resan genom livet Nar det alltid kanns som host Da vander sig vinden sakta mot norr Och blommorna dor
: [Bonus track] Someone died for looking too far While I was asleep in my house A child was killed, I heard it from a friend A war raged in a distant
: Long days Slow waste Sew lies Sow hate So many years to clean the slate Endless despair within its wake His touch soiling what used to be clean His
: [Mikael Akerfeldt:] She told me why She told me lies Always take care of this I told her how I've always stayed Always waiting For nothing [x2]
: [Mikael Akerfeldt] I, lost all I had (one April day), I, turned to my friends (nothing to see), I, wrote down a name (and read it twice), I, wallow
Even though the weight was heavy I was happy under levy Wanna take my ride for place In the Mississippi Basin back home Where I did at home Everybody
I belong a hundred miles from anyone, dreaming of my past along the shore. It took a while to realise the burning side of life alone and life to come