3:23 and sleep hasn't hit me. Suffering from insomnia+fatigue+a hangover that's gonna come anytime soon. Early mornings with post-rock experimental bands, Amiina, Björk, and no doubt, Sigur Rós. I love Iceland and Scandinavians. Pity that they are crashing.
Brosandi Smiling Hendumst í hringi Spinning round and round Höldumst í hendur Holding hands Allur heimurinn óskýr The whole world a blur nema þú stendur But you are standing Rennblautur Soaked Allur rennvotur Completely drenched Engin gúmmístígvél No rubber boots Hlaupandi inni í okkur Running inside us Vill springa út úr skel Want to erupt from a shell Vindurinn The Wind og útilykt af hárinu þínu An outdoor smell of your hair Ég anda eins fast og ég get I breathe as hard as I can með nefinu mínu with my nose Hoppípolla Jump into puddles Í engum stígvélum With no boots on Allur rennvotur completely drenched Í engum stígvélum With no boots on Og ég fæ blóðnasir And I get a nosebleed En ég stend alltaf upp but I always stand up Og ég fæ blóðnasir And I get a nosebleed En ég stend alltaf upp but I always stand up
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