Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen Twenty, twenty one, twenty two,
Train whistles, sweet Clementine, blueberries, dancers in line Cobwebs a bakery sign, ooh a sweet Clementine Ooh dancers in line, ooh If living is seeing
I've seen it all, I have seen the trees I've seen the willow leaves dancin' in the breeze I've seen a man killed by his best friend And lives that were
Clatter, crash, clack Racket, bang, thump Rattle, clang, crack, thud, whack, bam It's music Now dance Listen cvalda You're the dancer You've got the
Why do I love it so much? What kind of magic is this? How come I can't help adore it? It's just another musical No one minds it at all If I'm having
Black night is fallen The sun has gone to bed The inner scents are dreaming As you should sleepyhead Sleepyhead, sleepyhead All the hurt in the world
Vertimas: Björk. Aš mačiau visa tai (Selmasongs).
were over Before they were spent. Bjork & Yorke I've seen what I was And I know what I'll be I've seen it all There is no more to see Bjork You haven
: Bjork : Clatter, crash, clack Racket, bang, thump Rattle, clang, crack, thud, whack, bam! It's music Now dance Listen, Cvalda You're the dancer You
one, twenty two, twenty three, Twenty four, twenty five, twenty six, twenty seven, Twenty eight, twenty nine, thirty ... Bjork : Thirty one, thirty five
: Black night is falling The sun is gone to bed The innocent are dreaming As you should sleepy-head Sleepy-head, sleepy-head All the love above I send
: Train-whistles, sweet clementine Blueberries dancers in line Cobwebs, a bakery sign Ooooh - a sweet clementine Ooooh dancers in line Ooooh If living
: (Instrumental)
: Why do I love it so much? What kind of magic is this? How come I can't help adore it? It's just another musical No one minds it at all If I'm having
