Bjork - Oceania

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One breath away from mother Oceanðòa
Your nimble feet make prints in my sands
You have done good for yourselves
Since you left my wet embrace
And crawled ashore
Every boy, is a snake is a lily
Every pearl is a lynx, is a girl
Sweet like harmony made into flesh
You dance by my side
Children sublime
You show me continents
I see islands
You count the centuries
I blink my eyes
Hawks and sparrows race in my waters
Stingrays are floating
Across the sky
Little ones, my sons and my daughters
Your sweat is salty
I am why
I am why
I am why
Your sweat is salty
I am why
I am why
I am why

Inne utwory

  • Human behaviour
  • So broken
  • Car rhymes
  • Immature
  • The Arabian boy
  • A capella
  • Cover me (mix)
  • Unravel
  • Hope
  • Vertebrae by vertebrae
  • Pneumonia
  • Hidden place
  • Anchor song
  • The modern things
  • Army of me
  • Cvalda
  • My spine
  • Lilith
  • Atlantic (The harbour)

    • Losowe utwory

    All my days

    Well I have been searching all of my days
    All of my days
    Many a road, you know
    I’ve been walking on
    All of my days
    And I’ve been trying to find
    What’s been in my mind
    As the days keep turning into night

    Well I have been quietly standing in the shade
    All of my days
    Watch the sky...

    Smooth operator

    (He s laughing with another girl - and playing with another heart.
    Placing high stakes, making hearts ache.
    He s loved in seven languages.
    Diamond nights and ruby lights, high in the sky.
    Heaven help him, when he falls.)

    Diamond life, lover boy.
    We move in space with minimum...

    Inhuman

    All my weakness has disappeared
    My spirit now feels so whole
    See the stars shining for the world
    Hear the wind dying to be heard
    Unlock my chains
    Set me off to freedom
    Let all my sins turn into stone
    Let my blood be so pure this time

    I will find the source of human life and destroy...

    Buckelwale

    Die Frage nach dem Sinn
    Die Frage nach dem Nutzen
    Nach der Effektivität
    Nach dem inneren Wert

    Die Frage wie es wird
    Die Frage nach der Hoffnung
    Nach der Stabilität
    Nach der besseren Welt

    Sie tauchen auf, sie tauchen ein...

    Schneckenfreund

    Du mein allerbester Schneckenfreund, du Grübchenakrobat. Du charmanter,
    großäugiger Prinzregent. Du liebenswürdigster Diktator, der jede Gnade kennt.
    Du wissensdurstig, lebenshungrig Kind. Du gibst dem ganzen einen besseren
    Sinn. Wenn der alltägliche kalte Wind durch die Seelenritzen pfeift, wenn die
    Lust am Spaß sich ängstlich versteckt, dann...