Frø
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Frø
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Over min kropp
raser verden forbi
forkastet, fortjener ei
min skjønne krans
Dekket av jord
lar jeg dagene fly
vind og regn vil rive bort
hvert skjøre blad
Sover na, vekk meg ikke
før tiden er inne
Sover na, sover til tiden er her
Skjermet fra deg
som meg ville høste
en barnehånd som brekker
min slanke kropp
Ratner opp
men er ikke død
for høsten den er her
min frukt fikk ingen kjenne
Sover na, vekk meg ikke
før tiden er inne
sover til tiden er her...
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Grøde performs "Frø", and this lyric page sits inside the Grøde catalog on LyroVerse.
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