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Halle Skov
Don't give it a hand, offer it a soul
Don't let it in with no intention to keep it, Jesus Christ, don't be kind to it. Honey, don't feed it, it will come back
Jāzeps Ešenvalds
tylko ja 
who knows how much longer
I'll lay on the floor, touch me until I vomit or until I'm not scared anymore
something smells rotten and now it is starting to spread, i’m bad, he’s worse we're already dead
I'll lay on the floor, touch me until I vomit or until I'm not scared anymore
something smells rotten and now it is starting to spread, i’m bad, he’s worse we're already dead
Henrik Vestergaard
zdrowy, nietoksyczny, konstruktywny związek, samoakceptacja, oraz ewentualnie honorowe podziękowania w moim artykule naukowym o berserkerach 
Magnus Eggen
Definitywnie terapia 
p u r p o s e
— that's all any of us want now, every single one of us. Not answers, not Löve — just a reason to exist.
Ulrik Enger
zaraz pewnie uznam że Halle 
Isla Löve
Magnus rzecz jasna, ale trochę kusi mnie też Agnar 
Esteban Barros
daję ci Inge, byłoby cute af 
Isla Löve
Henrik Vestergaard
Einar Halvorsen
there's a price to be paid
You're keeping in step In the line Got your chin held high and you feel just fine 'Cause you do What you're told But inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold just how deep do you believe?
Magnus Eggen
Jesteś zamożny, a ja biedny — czego chcieć więcej? 
p u r p o s e
— that's all any of us want now, every single one of us. Not answers, not Löve — just a reason to exist.
Ilmari Vanhanen
Verner Forsberg
Verner powiedziałby że ktoś kto traktuje cię z szacunkiem, rozumie Ciebie i chętnie słucha o Twoich pasjach i dla kogo nie będziesz kołem w klanowych machinacjach, a przez gardło nie przejdzie mu że...
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Björn
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Björn
Edgar Oldenburg
Asterin Eggen
poczytałabym cię z Villemo 
Halle Skov
Don't give it a hand, offer it a soul
Don't let it in with no intention to keep it, Jesus Christ, don't be kind to it. Honey, don't feed it, it will come back
Kåre Jötnarsen
Ja 
shadows tangle like a vine
crawling up the posts within our shrine
you look so good there on your knees
such a good girl, knows how to please
look at me, look me in the еyes, forget yourself surrender your mind
crawling up the posts within our shrine
you look so good there on your knees
such a good girl, knows how to please
look at me, look me in the еyes, forget yourself surrender your mind
Einar Halvorsen
there's a price to be paid
You're keeping in step In the line Got your chin held high and you feel just fine 'Cause you do What you're told But inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold just how deep do you believe?
Edgar Oldenburg
Harpa Tveter
Einar Halvorsen
there's a price to be paid
You're keeping in step In the line Got your chin held high and you feel just fine 'Cause you do What you're told But inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold just how deep do you believe?
Verner Forsberg
czytałabym z Harpą zobaczyć czy każda wodna baba wyprowadza cię z równowagi
Kåre Jötnarsen
shadows tangle like a vine
crawling up the posts within our shrine
you look so good there on your knees
such a good girl, knows how to please
look at me, look me in the еyes, forget yourself surrender your mind
crawling up the posts within our shrine
you look so good there on your knees
such a good girl, knows how to please
look at me, look me in the еyes, forget yourself surrender your mind
Ruben Abildgaard
Kåre Jötnarsen
shadows tangle like a vine
crawling up the posts within our shrine
you look so good there on your knees
such a good girl, knows how to please
look at me, look me in the еyes, forget yourself surrender your mind
crawling up the posts within our shrine
you look so good there on your knees
such a good girl, knows how to please
look at me, look me in the еyes, forget yourself surrender your mind
Henrik Vestergaard
kinda Ilmari... albo kinda Björn... przeciwieństwa się przyciągają i iskrzą przy sb z irytacji 
Lovise Myhre
Urmas Laine
My river's slowing down
Know where you'll wind up
Cross my water 'til you drown
I feel it
Loke Sjöström
Harpa Tveter