Tyr

Tyr - Brennivin songtekst

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Where I'm walking alone, thirst is my worst enemy
My measure of mead, treasure in need
Up to the Brim, one down on the heart can feel like the 
rain
Crying on dry desert sands my story is sad, nothing to 
add
Days have been dim, drink while you are able!
[Chorus]

I have squandered my days cold is the gold in my grip
Dark mould on my mouth all I've found deep in a Jar
Too many a drunken poet has praised ale in a failed 
fairytale
My measure of mead, treasure in need
Up to the Brim, drink while you are able!
[Chorus]
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