Pleasure Is All Mine

the pleasure is all mine
to get to be the generous one
is the strongest stance
the pleasure is all mine
to finally let go
and evenly flow
(the harvest is here)
who gives most
who gets to give most
the pleasure is all mine
women like us
strengthen most
host-like - when in doubt give
in doubt: give


Show Me Forgiveness

Show me forgiveness
for having lost faith in myself
and let my own interior up
to inferior forces
the shame is endless
but if soon start forgiveness
the girl might live


Where Is The Line?

where is the line with you?
i want to be flexible
i want to go out of my way for you
but enough is enough
where is the line with you?
I am elastic
I want to go out of my way for you
I want to help you
where is the line with you?
I want to have capacity for you
and be elastic, elastic, to be elastic for you
where is the line with you?
I'm elastic for you
but enough is enough
where is the line with you


Vökuró

bærinn minn, bæerinn minn og inn
sefur sæll í kyrr
fellur mjöll hljótt í húmi á jör
grasi mitt, grasi mitt og itt geymir mold til vors
hjúfrar lind, leynt vi brekkurót
vakir eins og vi
lífi trútt, kyrrlátt kalda vermsl
augum djúps útí himinfyrr starir stillt um nótt
langt í burt vakir veröl stór
grimmum töfrum tryllt
eir arlaus óttast nótt og dag
augu ín óttalaus og hrein brosa vi mér björt
vonin mín, blessa brosi Þitt
vekur ijó úr vær
hvílist jör hljó í örmum snæs
liljuhvít lokar augum blám litla stúlkan mín


ÖllBirtan

(no lyrics)


Who Is It

His embrace : a fortress
it fuels me and places
a skeleton of trust
right beneath us
bone by bone
stone by stone

If you ask yourself
patiently
and carefully:
who is it?
who is it?

Who is it - that never lets you down?
Who is it - that gave you back your crown?
and the ornaments are
they're going around
now they're handing it over
they're handing it over
handing it over

Who is it - that never lets you down?
Who is it - that gave you back your crown?
and the ornaments are
they're going around
now -- they're handing it over
handing it over

He demands a closeness
we all have earned a lightness
carry my joy on the left
carry my pain on the right

If you ask yourself
now patiently
and carefully:
who is it?

Who is it - that never lets you down?
Who is it - that gave you back your crown?
and the ornaments are
they're going around
and I'm handing it over
handing it over
handing

Who is it - that never lets you down?
Who is it - that gave you back your crown?
and the ornaments are
they're going around
now I'm handing it over
handing it over
his embrace, a fortress
it fuels me
and places
a skeleton of trust
right beneath us
bone by bone
stone by stone
if you ask yourself patiently and carefully:
who is it?
who is it that never lets you down?
who is it that gave you back your crown?
and the ornaments are going around
now they're handing it over
handing it over
he demands a closeness
we all have earned a lightness
carry my joy on the left
carry my pain on the right


Submarine

When will it be time
to document
- do it now!
this submarine behaviour
- do it now!
when time?
to return
- do it now!
- do it now!
shake us out of the heavy deep sleep
- shake us now!
- do it now!
- do it now!
shake us out of the heavy deep sleep
- do it now!


Desired Constellation

It's tricky when
you feel someone
has done
something on your behalf

It's slippery when
your sense of justice
murmurs underneath

And is asking you:
How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?

With a palm full of stars
I throw them like dice
(repeatedly)

On the table
(repeat - repeatedly)
I shake them like dice
and throw them on the table
repeatedly
(repeatedly)
until the desired constellation appears

How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?

(And you hear: how am I going to make it right?)

How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?

(How am I going to make it right?)


Oceania

One breath away
from Mother Oceania
your nimble feet make prints
in my sand

You have done
good for yourselves
since you left my wet embrace
and crawled ashore

Every boy is a snake is a lily
every pearl is a lynx is a girl

Sweet like harmony
made into flesh
you dance by my side
children sublime

You show me continents
- I see the islands
you count the centuries
- I blink my eyes

Hawks and sparrows
race in my waters
stingrays are floating
across the sky

Little ones
- my sons and my daughters
your sweat is salty - I am why
I am why
I am why
your sweat is salty - I am why
I am why
I am why


Sonnets / Unrealities XI

it may not always be so; and i say
that if your lips, which I have loved, should touch
another's, and your dear strong fingers clutch
his heart, as mine in time not far away;
if on another's face your sweet hair lay
in such a silence as I know, or such
great writhing words as, uttering overmuch,
stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;
if this should, i say if this should be -
you of my heart, send me a little word;
that I may go unto him, and take his hands,
saying, Accept all happiness from me.
then shall I turn my face, and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands.



Ancestors

(no lyrics)


Mouth's Cradle

there is yet another one
that follows me
where ever I go
and supports me
this tooth is warmth-like
and these teeth are a ladder up to his mouth
these teeth are a ladder that I walk
that you can walk too if you want
if you want up to the mouth
the mouthfs cradle
up to the mouthfs cradle
he always has a hope for me
always sees me when nothing else
and everyone have left
that ghost is brighter than anyone
and fulfils me with hope
those beams assure me
and you can use these teeth as a ladder
up to the mouthfs cradle, the mouthfs cradle
and you can follow these notes I'm singing
up to the mouthfs cradle, the mouthfs cradle
the simplicity of the ghost-like beast
the purity of what it wants and where it goes
always love, always loves you, always loves you
infrared love
and you can use these teeth as a ladder
up to the mouthfs cradle, the mouthfs cradle
and you can use these teeth follow my voice
tooth by tooth
up to the mouthfs cradle, the mouthfs cradle
I need a shelter to build an altar away
from all osamas and bushes


Miðvikudags

(no lyrics)


Triumph Of A Heart

the nerves are sending shimmering signals
all through my fingers
the veins support
blood that gushes impulsively towards
the triumph of a heart that gives all
the stubborn trunks of these legs of mine
serve as pathways of my favorite fuel
heading upwards towards my kidneys
that celebrate
the triumph of a heart that gives all
smooth soft red velvety lungs
are pushing a network of oxygen joyfully
through a nose, through a mouth
but all enjoys, which brings us to
the triumph of a heart that gives all
that gives all