den første tid    succes      plader      nyheder     billeder     links      kontakt       nye sange        køb online        hjem

        det er morgen   mandag   rippet & flået   ikke min dag   faldet   hjerte til salg   hej maria   guitarman   når verden blir min   mens lyset brænder ud   the deal   susan   ka jeg nå dig

               narredans   dog eat dog   sejl væk   jenny   for sent   en dag i et liv   back me up   souvenir   fælden   vand jeg ka gå på   måske en nat   spillet   et 10.års ligegyldighed

                        hava supai   7.himmel   ivalo   di ah i åh   guds engle   en tro kopi   intet er nået   du er en sigøjner   når havet brænder   isblomster fra peking   alexander

 

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                    

                                                                                                                                                                                               Alexander

                                                                                                                   Ord & musik: Tom Lundén

                                                                                   Nu er det tid å si farvel
                                                                                   hold ho'det højt, pas på dig selv
                                                                                   Pas på de minder vi to har
                                                                                   de sidste spor af no'et der var

                                                                                   Jeg tar afsted herfra i dag
                                                                                   ikke af trods ikke af nag
                                                                                   Vi er her for at slutte fred
                                                                                   min skæbne venter mig et sted

                                                                                   Jeg går til mit du går til dit
                                                                                   og ingen tårer ingen ord
                                                                                   vil ku holde os tilbage -
                                                                                   tiden har spillet os et puds
                                                                                   men vi sagde Ja til dette spil
                                                                                   så lad os ikke være svage

                                                                                    De kalder på dig indefra
                                                                                    lad ingen se de gamle ar
                                                                                    dengang vi valgte hver sin vej
                                                                                    blev svaret lagt i dig og mig

                                                                                    Ka' du se solen gennem regnen
                                                                                    Alexanders Sorte Bånd
                                                                                    der holder sammen på to buer ?
                                                                                    så kort er regnbuernes elskov
                                                                                    hvad forlanger vi af livet
                                                                                    mere skønhed end vi bruger ?

                                                                                    I morgen er et andet land
                                                                                    i går er fodspor sat i sand
                                                                                    vi kører til vi blir sat af
                                                                                    Jeg vil sige tak for denne dag

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                             

                                                                                                                                  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    bifrost

                                   alexander