Jarle Bernhoft

Оригинальный текст и слова песни A bad place to reside:
We hold on tight to the life we know
Fend of and shoo let the murder of crows
They black the sky but straight they go
Would you...

Оригинальный текст и слова песни Sunday:
This tiny flat is too big without her
I've got no life in here when she's not around anymore
it's Sunday evening and the rain is pouring
I talked...