Teksty:
Bjork Sun In My Mouth

I will wade out Till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash

(From the poem "Wade" by E.E. Cummings) I will wade out Till my thighs are steeped In burning flowers I will take the sun in my mouth And leap into the

: (From the poem "Wade" by E.E. Cummings) I will wade out Till my thighs are steeped In burning flowers I will take the sun in my mouth And leap into