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Poem

Gro Dahle

The river has no comfort to offer

The river has no comfort to offer
a weeping girl
The river only reflects the rain
in surface rings
ripples quietly
and hurries along

So what is a girl who weeps
Behind every bend
the river has a girl who weeps
guides the water past
past and past
to the salt salt tongue of the ocean

The river has no comfort to offer

Elven har ingen trøst å gi
en pike som gråter
Elven speiler bare regnet
i ringer på flaten
kruser seg stille
og skynder seg videre

Hva er vel en pike som gråter
Bak hver sving
har elven en pike som gråter
fører vannet forbi
forbi og forbi
til havets salte salte tunge
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The river has no comfort to offer

The river has no comfort to offer
a weeping girl
The river only reflects the rain
in surface rings
ripples quietly
and hurries along

So what is a girl who weeps
Behind every bend
the river has a girl who weeps
guides the water past
past and past
to the salt salt tongue of the ocean

The river has no comfort to offer

The river has no comfort to offer
a weeping girl
The river only reflects the rain
in surface rings
ripples quietly
and hurries along

So what is a girl who weeps
Behind every bend
the river has a girl who weeps
guides the water past
past and past
to the salt salt tongue of the ocean
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