Vic, you are like an ocean - as long as you are with me, love adds an indispensible spice to the taste of your music, just like the salty splashes on a boat joy-ride ❤
The streams of juicy light were pouring into the room, splashing irregular triangles and squares onto the floor. A well-groomed husky dog was rushing about frantically, barking and squealing in the euphoric expectancy of his beloved master's coming home. She was his birthday-designer today, planning the layout of the dishes, engineering the core components of the courses, architecturing the flavour of the festive meal. Apart from the chocolate tart that was already crowning the dishes in the fridge, she also decided to bake an apple pie for dessert, as there was supposed to be a whole big family get-together. He finally arrived and rubbed his slightly chilled nose against her neck. They melted in each other's embrace and the dog added its full-hearted back-pawed pushy hug, forcing them all to fall onto the nearest armchair. The pie was gradually letting out a sweet aroma lacing about the kitchen and she hurried to free it from the oven. It rested peacefully on the table now, tempting to imperfect its crispy edges. They went to the bedroom to take their love ride. Each time was like the first, obsessing them to tears and echoing cries. They felt free in their possession of each other and their elusiveness excited them most of all. She was trembling and thirsty, she wouldn't let him leave her, but he insisted on bringing her a glass of water. - Eleven, ELEVEN, - he shouted from the kitchen. Her heart missed a beat. It always did when he called her name. She joined him to double his appall. The floor was mosaicked all over with crumbs of the apple pie glistening in the light like precious gems. The doggy was snoring delightfully in the corner, carrying into its sleep the last fragrant notes of her gastronomical masterpiece. They started laughing. - There is still time to bake another, - she said and added jokingly: - At least, everything is in apple-pie order. She put her arms around his neck and he held her up. - Merry Christmas, honey!
Vic, you are like an ocean - as long as you are with me, love adds an indispensible spice to the taste of your music, just like the salty splashes on a boat joy-ride ❤
This is such a great and inspiring song, I have been listening to it on repeat, especially while writing my Christmas card.
Love your song forever needs to be played on radio ♥️🎸📻❤
Man, I hope this becomes a future classic for the Christmas season. 🎄🎇
Jag älskar verkligen den här låten
och musikvideon är fantastisk fin❤️
Thank you for this beautiful Christmas song ❄️❤️
Wonderful 🔝🔝❤️❤️
“Cause the battles I face they can't haunt me” ✨ Love it from Italy ❤️
such a lovely & wholesome song.
WOW!!✨🥺
So beautiful! All the versions of these days are amazing. Cannot stop listening to this song. ❤
Best song ever!! We love you ❤
What a super amazing song and what a wonderful video!😍❤ Thank you, Victor!🙏 We are blessed with your music!🤩
The streams of juicy light were pouring into the room, splashing irregular triangles and squares onto the floor. A well-groomed husky dog was rushing about frantically, barking and squealing in the euphoric expectancy of his beloved master's coming home.
She was his birthday-designer today, planning the layout of the dishes, engineering the core components of the courses, architecturing the flavour of the festive meal.
Apart from the chocolate tart that was already crowning the dishes in the fridge, she also decided to bake an apple pie for dessert, as there was supposed to be a whole big family get-together.
He finally arrived and rubbed his slightly chilled nose against her neck. They melted in each other's embrace and the dog added its full-hearted back-pawed pushy hug, forcing them all to fall onto the nearest armchair.
The pie was gradually letting out a sweet aroma lacing about the kitchen and she hurried to free it from the oven. It rested peacefully on the table now, tempting to imperfect its crispy edges.
They went to the bedroom to take their love ride. Each time was like the first, obsessing them to tears and echoing cries. They felt free in their possession of each other and their elusiveness excited them most of all.
She was trembling and thirsty, she wouldn't let him leave her, but he insisted on bringing her a glass of water.
- Eleven, ELEVEN, - he shouted from the kitchen. Her heart missed a beat. It always did when he called her name.
She joined him to double his appall. The floor was mosaicked all over with crumbs of the apple pie glistening in the light like precious gems. The doggy was snoring delightfully in the corner, carrying into its sleep the last fragrant notes of her gastronomical masterpiece.
They started laughing.
- There is still time to bake another, - she said and added jokingly: - At least, everything is in apple-pie order.
She put her arms around his neck and he held her up.
- Merry Christmas, honey!
Just great :) I just love your voice, and you are just perfect and beautiful!!! I'm in love 😍
It's a masterpiece! 😍
Wow I love this! I love the Christmas feeling you have given us! You are the best and deserve all the best!🙏🥺💙🥇
wonderful song and Christmas go
Need read.... Nice
Thanks for sharing! Like 313 for you!
Thank you for christmas mood!🎄💖
Incredible as always! 😍
The best singer with best voice and best clips! ✨🥺
Cool
Your voice is really angelic!🥰❤
Wow so cool song i like thaht song
❤️
💕💕👌
I love you ❤️❤️
Beautiful video Victor! What more can I say? Have s wonderful Christmas everyone 🎄💕
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Очень красивый клип! И песня очень очень красивая) 💜💜💜Вас знает также и в Беларуси 🇧🇾🇧🇾🇧🇾
И в России)
It's Christmas time!
Is that song same as Karl-Erik Taukar- Need read? :)
I just heard it from radio, didn't even know about that version.
🤩♥️🎄
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Bra hej Victor så juligt
all i want is eye candy for christmas
UNDER FUCKING RATED!
I remper Eesti laul 2019
Taukari Need Read ju 👀
MIDA ASJA NAGU... SEE ON TAUKARI “NEED READ” KOOPIA !!!🤦🏼♀️
Kuidas ma ainuke,kes seda kuuleb :S
cover jah, Taukar lubas :)
Minu teada ka selle loo eestikeelse versiooni üks autoritest ongi V. Crone ise :)
@@kailivohlbruck3736Siin kirjas ka Crone: th-cam.com/video/cz7lOM7XZ8s/w-d-xo.html