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Well I heard there was a secret chord that David played
and it pleased the Lord, but you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this,
the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift,
the baffled king composing, hallelujah.
Well your faith was strong, but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof,
her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you.
And she tied you to her kitchen chair
and she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips you drew the hallelujah..
Well baby I've been here before,
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
You know, I used to live alone before I knew you.
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah.
Well there was a time when you let me know what's really going on below,
but now you never show that to me do you.
Remember when I moved in you and the Holy Dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujaha.
Maybe there is a God above but all I've ever learned from love,
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.
And it's not a cry that you hear at night,
it's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken, hallelujah.
~
Som jag längar till december nu.. Jag gillar inte att längta, men jag gör det ändå.
Jag längatar tills man får börja pynta och det luktar jul och levande ljus i hela huset! Och så... julmusiken! Det, är fird det. Det är inför julen som är bäst. Julafton föräter man sig bara, sedan vet man att det mysiga är över för ett år..
Jag ska ändock försöka njuta av oktober och november månad, för det är de månaderna som får en att uppskatta resterande månaderna av året..
Kram kram.
Well I heard there was a secret chord that David played
and it pleased the Lord, but you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this,
the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift,
the baffled king composing, hallelujah.
Well your faith was strong, but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof,
her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you.
And she tied you to her kitchen chair
and she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips you drew the hallelujah..
Well baby I've been here before,
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
You know, I used to live alone before I knew you.
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah.
Well there was a time when you let me know what's really going on below,
but now you never show that to me do you.
Remember when I moved in you and the Holy Dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujaha.
Maybe there is a God above but all I've ever learned from love,
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.
And it's not a cry that you hear at night,
it's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken, hallelujah.
~
Som jag längar till december nu.. Jag gillar inte att längta, men jag gör det ändå.
Jag längatar tills man får börja pynta och det luktar jul och levande ljus i hela huset! Och så... julmusiken! Det, är fird det. Det är inför julen som är bäst. Julafton föräter man sig bara, sedan vet man att det mysiga är över för ett år..
Jag ska ändock försöka njuta av oktober och november månad, för det är de månaderna som får en att uppskatta resterande månaderna av året..
Kram kram.
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