Old Friends

Old friends, old friends can you picture me now
As I am walking Laugavegur
In Reykjavik town
Can you hear the ocean and the city drown
And each other around
 
Old friends, old friends
Is it too far away
And is it far too much to ask
That our friendships won’t change
Can you hear the voices of the kids we were
Before we flew out
 
We’re gonna need each other someday again
I’m gonna need my brother and my old friends
We’re gonna need each other someday again
I won’t forget my love for my, my, my
Old friend, old friends
 
Old winds, cold winds
Lift these words to the sky
And carry them to my own country
Overseas of time
Bring me back the voices of the good old friends
I grew up around
 
We’re gonna need each other someday again
I’m gonna need my brother and my old friends
We’re gonna need each other someday again
I won’t forget my love for my, my, my
Old friend, old friends
 
We’re gonna need each other someday again
I’m gonna need my brother and my old friends
We’re gonna need each other someday again
I won’t forget my love for my, my, my
Old friend, old friends
 
We’re gonna need each other
I won’t forget
We’re gonna need each other someday again
I won’t forget
I won’t forget my
Old friend, old friends

Tina Dico, „Whispers“, 2016

 

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