
Tucking us in, in cotton white light.
For a while life slows down.
Early spring birds sing their lullaby.
I wish good times would last a little longer, ha de Gött!


Tucking us in, in cotton white light.
For a while life slows down.
Early spring birds sing their lullaby.
I wish good times would last a little longer, ha de Gött!


In the Sunday mist they calmly sit.
Nothing to see, nothing to hear.
Can’t bother to fly, scream and shit.
Make sure you take a day to rest, ha de Gött!


As the evening sky turns red.
Her guiding beacon lights up.
Green blink for a safe passage.
Go safe, go green. Ha de Gött!


The sun send its last ray of the day.
Reflecting in the cold evening sky.
A promise to return, only a night away.
Good night, ha de Gött!


The fog thickens and makes it hard to see what the next steps will bring. We can only hope that the sun will clear the mist.
Have faith and follow the beacon of hope, ha de Gött!


Knocked down but still fighting.
We all need support from time to time, ha de Gött!


Low standing winter sun.
Shines its light over the empty harbour.
Makes the the red rocks glow.
Not all that glitter is gold, ha de Gött!


As the last light of the day.
Behind the horizon fades away.
The ice starts to sing and play.
Don’t walk the ice alone, ha de Gött!


Among the boathouses and jetty’s.
In cold mid winter sun.
A promise of summers warmth.
Carpe diem, ha de Gött!


Put aside. Exposed to the elements and salty west wind. To rust away. Don’t bother to lock.
Take care of your things, ha de Gött!