Sunbeam shining through a dewdrop,
hanging on an oakleaf, brings the thought of you,
naked, stepping from the shower,
your wet body glitters in the dusty hue.
Colors, sounds of birds and whispers,
all becomes a curtain, showing me a movie
of the way you move me, as the leaves blow by.
Ravens, hopping on a rooftop,
dancing in the twilight, crowing at the stars.
You, me, drunk from wine and music,
dancing after midnight, in abandoned bars.
Street lights, garbage trucks and traffic,
all becomes a curtain, showing me a movie
of the way you move me, as the leaves blow by.
Cats in heat, a busy street,
a siren in the night, a thousand sounds
that call me back to you.
Colors, sounds of birds and whispers,
all becomes a curtain, showing me a movie
of the way you move me, as the leaves blow by.
credits
from Brot (The Breaking),
released October 1, 2015
Music and Lyrics: Svavar Knútur and Eva Hillered
A troubadour of humble beginnings and rural upbringing, Svavar Knútur's music tells stories of love, tragedies, sadness and
redemption, looking back at his country's sad and shame-filled history. His voice always seem to strike a chord with his audiences, along with his decadently charming on-stage persona, his concerts at times comprised of stories within stories and songs within songs....more
This was such a beautiful surprise. Myrra goes unplugged and plays some of my favorites, along with a couple I hadn't heard before. I love the acoustic if Animal especially Titilola