Ще одна забута постать, співачка групи The 3rd and the Mortal. Сумна норвежка, звісно, руда. Я більш люблю її сольники, ця пісня з третього. Але з 2005 року нічого не чути нового, глибока тиша. Мабуть заблукала у фьордах.
My lover always meets me with a smile
My lover always kind always patient
My lover like honey and milk
My lover on a cold November morning
But on the former Sunday I gave him in
And on the former Sunday he went away
All the grief that I have caused is
nothing now compared to this
All the grief that I have given him
is nothing now compared to this
And I can see him as he lies there
And I can see him in his grave
My lover on a bed in the evening mist
tender and pure in his last moment
My lover on a bed spreads his beautiful hair
out on the pillow out on me
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