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• Artiste: Ásgeir Trausti
• Titre: King And Cross
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Glistening nighttime dew, and she is walking with me. From the house of red, I hear a child crying. Foxes heading home, their prey hangs from their jaws. And the forest knows, but it won’t share the secret. When the king takes sides, leaving moral minds; soldiers take their share. Nighthawks seem to sense that now is the time. Deep inside them burns the raging fire of life. He’ll take back what he owns. Death cannot take hold, if I can keep momentum. Fortresses of stone, turn into crystal tears soothed by southern winds; I’ve found my strength now. And nobody knows, and we must keep their secret. When the king takes sides, leaving moral minds; soldiers take their share. Nighthawks seem to sense that now is the time. Deep inside them burns the raging fire of life. He’ll take back what he owns. When the king takes sides, leaving moral minds; soldiers take their share. Nighthawks seem to sense that now is the time. Deep inside them burns the raging fire of life. He’ll take back what he owns.