Tales for the children who are like you
(About a tunnel at the end of the light)
I am your friend and we learn from each other
(It is one of the jokes)
Give them a finger and warm my hand
(In a freezing Ikea country)
You are my friend and we learn from each other
(Just one of the sleen, one of the sleen, one of the sleen, one of the clear ones)
So my earth spins again
The radio plays our song
Stockholm they lie and the world holds its breath
(What color is the soul)
My earth spins again ...?
For everything we once dreamed
Everything you do turns into pearls on my forehead
(What color is the soul, love)
Give us a chance, we are older now
(We see the light at the end of the tunnel)
Give us a chance, we can learn from each other
(It's one of the funnies)
Fairytales for children who are adults now
(The TV blares as background noise)
I'm your friend and we learn from each other
(Just one of the sleaze, one of the sleaze)
Then my earth spins again< br/>The radio plays our song
Stockholm they lie and the world holds its breath
(What color is the soul)
Is my earth spinning again...?
For everything we once dreamed
Everything you do turns into pearls on my forehead
(What color is the soul, baby)
(What color is the soul) x2
Spinning my earth again
Radio plays our song
Stockholm they lie and the world holds its breath
(What color is the soul)
Spin my earth again...?
For everything we once dreamed
Everything you do turns into pearls on my forehead
(What color is the soul, baby)
(What color is the soul) x4