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ORGRYTE IS AR DET VACKRATSE I VARLDEN OCH NU AR VI TILLBAKA. DET AR FEST I EN VECKA NU KOM IHAG DET! Jag sag allt pa en svenks pub opchn det var hemskt.





The sun is rising
The sea is stormy
But still its cheerful.
The trees and flowers are all in bloom.

But still theres nothing to see
nothing to touch.
Theres only me,
surfing upon the sea,
smiling but still alone.

Further on behind the hills,
theres the sun shining as beutiful as there where i surf
There behind the hills, there is life.

But by surfing you cant climb mountains.
Behind the hills theres love and souls, I can see them like a read sea of love

My loved sisters and brothers, to see them makes me happy.
But still, by surfing you cant climb mountains.