歌词
Norwegian Nights
Lie beneath a cold blanket
and watch the mountains sleep.
The train rolls by every hour,
as I wake and dream.
The woods and the hills
faces so dear to me.
Frozen lakes,
flatland snow,
where I’m called I’ll go.
Such still quiet,
then the whistle echoes.
My fragile sleep torn from me,
as many other things will be.
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