Beautiful song....here I share the English meaning...for those who comes for the music first and then falls in love with words !!!! Many live only for money Which they don't actually need Working both night and day In an eternal pursuit of status But then what is left Of the sweet life my friend To lie on a rock and just be And feel the warmth of the sun in an air that is so mild It's what I call a taste of honey To know that you have no need for anything No just feel the joy of all that is around That's what I call a taste of honey The crocodiles of capital Rigid eyes behind dark glasses All they see is profit And they grin: It's all mine But then what is left Of the sweet life my friend To walk along a meadow of flowers with the one you love Where everything is new and dew-fresh after a friendly rain It is what I call a taste of honey To hear her whisper: I love you so much To kiss her lovingly there among grass and timothy That's what I call a taste of honey Many people forget to listen For it is of no use to them Buying and selling is their song Mammon's accompaniment But then what is left Of the sweet life my friend It's what I call a taste of honey Listening to a voice on a quiet summer evening Where the tone is so fine and soft and warm and sensual That's what I call a taste of honey To know that do lives with all that do holds dear And knowing the one you love is sitting there so close That's what I call a taste of honey
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God Jul & Godt Nyttår 2024
Jeg sang denne I sommer.
Dette er en bra sang.
Beautiful song....here I share the English meaning...for those who comes for the music first and then falls in love with words !!!!
Many live only for money
Which they don't actually need
Working both night and day
In an eternal pursuit of status
But then what is left
Of the sweet life my friend
To lie on a rock and just be
And feel the warmth of the sun in an air that is so mild
It's what I call a taste of honey
To know that you have no need for anything
No just feel the joy of all that is around
That's what I call a taste of honey
The crocodiles of capital
Rigid eyes behind dark glasses
All they see is profit
And they grin: It's all mine
But then what is left
Of the sweet life my friend
To walk along a meadow of flowers with the one you love
Where everything is new and dew-fresh after a friendly rain
It is what I call a taste of honey
To hear her whisper: I love you so much
To kiss her lovingly there among grass and timothy
That's what I call a taste of honey
Many people forget to listen
For it is of no use to them
Buying and selling is their song
Mammon's accompaniment
But then what is left
Of the sweet life my friend
It's what I call a taste of honey
Listening to a voice on a quiet summer evening
Where the tone is so fine and soft and warm and sensual
That's what I call a taste of honey
To know that do lives with all that do holds dear
And knowing the one you love is sitting there so close
That's what I call a taste of honey
God sommer!
God sommer ;-)
Snart sommer igjen.
Så god sommer i 2021 ☀️
Sommer rund hjørnaaaa!
God sommer
Det er hva jeg kaller en smart avhandling.
You better love popcorn 🍿☺️🎻🎸🥁🎹 beautiful.
Engelske tekster hadde vært bra for Amerikanerne 😉🇺🇸🌴
2:23 JÆVLIG MYE POPCORN OMG
😂😁 Må ha vært digg med så mye popkorn 😊😊😊
Man kan aldri ha nok popkorn, min gode mann !
Hvis The Beatles var norsk
God sommer!