Dublin.
But when the hunger
After another night
Sun rises among the black trees
Where the light is gone
Where the smell and the glimmer
Where the snow is thick
Where it's quiet like in heaven
There we walk in the same rock
We kneel, we kneel all the way forward
In a winterland
Ho ho
In a winterland
Ho ho
I have him
On my shoulder
I rise like a sun in the middle
of the dark forest
My tea is hot
And my blood is warm
I saw your face glide past In a meal with silver corn
And the air is full of
A thousand thousand crystals
That glitter in the lights
When they slowly fall
In a winterland Ho ho In a winterland
Ho ho
It's a song.
But for us lads I'll sing it just so you know.
TV,
tidningar och tarorna och trängsel på torgarna
Här står en gran
Han har stått här i hundra år
Full av snö
I sitt gröna doftande hår
Det är bara skogen som vet alls
Vi har en kärleksaffär Ingen som vet vad vi har här
Ingen som vet vad det bär Nöj kvällarna,
knärana vägen fram
Vi escape tille land
Vi escape tille land
Is it love?
Is it love?
Is it love?