Sweetheart

Sweetheart
(Lag / texti: Magnús Thorlacius)

When you’re feeling tired of all the rain
falling on your shoulders, echoing your state.
When did you go astray and lose sight of your way?
It seems so very short since you were on top.

But there’s no need to worry if you promise me too,
that when it’s time for you, it’s time for me too.

Well you see,
though I have not yet found you,
it doesn’t mean I won’t do.
Messed up, little sweetheart.

When you’re feeling distant and shrouded by mist.
You fear you’ve been left out
and the ones you had you’ve missed.
When did your friends go and leave you here alone?
It seems so very short since you had it all.

Well you see,
though I have not yet found you,
it doesn’t mean I won’t do.
Messed up, little sweetheart.

[af plötunni Myrkvi – Conflections]