Min datter Birte døde 40 år gammel for 5 år siden. Hun vokste opp i Kopervik og elsket Vamp. Hun ble begravet i Åsane gamle kirke. Bergens vakreste kvinnelige sopran sang Litle Fuggel av Vamp. Så vakkert.
Tir,naNoirer en elsket sang.Min datter døde 43år gammel ,hun var veldig glad i VAMP.derfor fikk en lokal sanger synge denne vakre sangen i hennes bisettelse,Det var sterkt.
ET AVANT DE CRIER VICTOIRE FAUT BATAILLER AVANT LES CYCLOPES C'EST SUR QU'UN ŒIL POUR VISER LES TROUS DE BALLES VOUS ÊTES LES MEILLEURS DU MONDE ET DE TOUTES LES CULTURES ON EST GÂTÉ EN FRANCE SACRÉ PRISE MERCI BEAUCOUP POUR VOTRE GENTILLESSE BISOUS ET BON COURAGE 🤫😘👉🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐆🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️👉🐬🐦🦜🦅🕊️🥂🐆🐅🏹🤔🤓😇😎🥥🌴🏝️🏹💝🌸💮🌺💐😍😹💋🤞❤️😘🎈
th-cam.com/video/jx0VckTYyUQ/w-d-xo.html I recorded such a version a while back in Haugesund concert. Sorry for the 2,5 meter giant blocking most of my view but hey the sound and song is ok.
@@jonasilia takk eg trudde eg hadde sendt den te ein prat privat, så den var innterne. Såg ikke eg la det ut før nå. Dette er yndling sangen min og savne heim te denne .
I have a friend who lives in Norway and i have been trying to learn Norwegian so he sent me this song with lerics and find the translation for it i only know a few words here and there at the moment:) but they are very good singers i know that for sure:D
It's a black November The ocean crushes towards the beach A wrecked dream from a summer green land But I still do remember beautiful Mary McKear Far west in Tir n'a Noir Were you dream? Were you made up? Were you skin? Were you blood? I can hear you laugh, I can remember that I laughed! Behind the horizon So withered and smooth Are you mine, My Mary McKear? When my rusty body walkes the hills so tough I can hear someone whispers behind the winters so young **FEMALE SINGER** Come back my friend, from what's real and what hurts Come back again to Tir n'a Noir. Come to skin, come to your mind that distance itself from all that is grey. I will stroke your cheek and make your look become blue Because behind the horizon So withered and smooth I am yours, Your Mary McKear **END OF FEMALE SINGER** **FLUTE SOLO** **MALE SINGER** When the evening comes and I walk onboard. And my life boat gets lowered 6 feet below ground I'll sail west towards the ocean to Mary McKear. To that green Tir n'a Noir. To dream, to cheek and a heaven of comfort Where everything is sane and I hear your voice **FEMALE SINGER** "Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear" **FLUTE SOLO** "Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear" **END OF FEMALE SINGER** **FEMALE SINGER SINGS OPERA LIKE**
It's a black November The ocean crushes towards the beach A wrecked dream from a summer green land But I still do remember beautiful Mary McKear Far west in Tir n'a Noir Were you dream? Were you made up? Were you skin? Were you blood? I can hear you laugh, I can remember that I laughed! Behind the horizon So withered and smooth Are you mine, My Mary McKear? When my rusty body walkes the hills so tough I can hear someone whispers behind the winters so young **FEMALE SINGER** Come back my friend, from what's real and what hurts Come back again to Tir n'a Noir. Come to skin, come to your mind that distance itself from all that is grey. I will stroke your cheek and make your look become blue Because behind the horizon So withered and smooth I am yours, Your Mary McKear **END OF FEMALE SINGER** **FLUTE SOLO** **MALE SINGER** When the evening comes and I walk onboard. And my life boat gets lowered 6 feet below ground I'll sail west towards the ocean to Mary McKear. To that green Tir n'a Noir. To dream, to cheek and a heaven of comfort Where everything is sane and I hear your voice **FEMALE SINGER** "Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear" **FLUTE SOLO** "Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear" **END OF FEMALE SINGER** **FEMALE SINGER SINGS OPERA LIKE**
Ha..Ha. That is a good idea. Do you want to go there with me? Now, it's Summer in Norway, we can go fishing together and listen Tir n'a Noir. " Det e svart novembar, havet knuse mot strand Ein forliste drøm fra et sommargrønt land. Men eg huske ennå vakre Mary McKear, longt vest i Tir n’a Noir................"
Inger Lise Inge Andersen, Stein Ingebrigtsen, Dag Spantell, Septimus, New Jordal Swingers spilte covers. Lagde One too treet og Pussycats original musikk fra Nord-Norge.
144 mennesker misliker dette! Hvordan er det mulig? 2020 here it is. Jeg føler meg krenket! Ikke ta på meg!!! Himmel og hav snowflakes. En så nydelig sang.
This is the original.. or at least the original persons that sings it.. ;) It's Norwegian.. dialect.. and you need to learn to understand just how beautiful it is.. ;)
It’s a cold November As the sea crashes in But I still do remember Though the memry grows dim To a magical summer With sweet Mary McKear In the west in Tirna NoirWere you there as a dream Though it all seems so real With the laughter I hear and the touch I can feel? Far beyond the horizon Where the fog disappears You were mine dear Mary McKearThough my body is broken And my spirit is weak My soul is awoken As I hear someone speak: Welcome back my lover Now your future lies here Welcome back to Tirna Noir You were good, you were kind You’ll have all that you earned For the secrets you kept And the lessons you learned So I’ll take you with me As your pain disappears I’ll be yours, your Mary McKear For all who have lived through A life of regret Who have need to remember But try to forget There’s a place in the distance Who’s future is clear In the west, in Tirna Noir Were you there as a dream Though it all seems so clear With the laughter I hear and the touch I can feel? I can cure all your sorrows And heal all your fears I’ll be yours, your Mary McKear
I'd like to say "Thank you.". Thank You! Strangely, I only saw the lyrics to the entire song the first time I watched this vid. Now I come back to review, I can only see the first four lines. But...this is the internet, I shall persevere and find them nonetheless! God day Sir.
It's a black November The ocean crushes towards the beach A wrecked dream from a summer green land But I still do remember beautiful Mary McKear Far west in Tir n'a Noir Were you dream? Were you made up? Were you skin? Were you blood? I can hear you laugh, I can remember that I laughed! Behind the horizon So withered and smooth Are you mine, My Mary McKear? When my rusty body walkes the hills so tough I can hear someone whispers behind the winters so young **FEMALE SINGER** Come back my friend, from what's real and what hurts Come back again to Tir n'a Noir. Come to skin, come to your mind that distance itself from all that is grey. I will stroke your cheek and make your look become blue Because behind the horizon So withered and smooth I am yours, Your Mary McKear **END OF FEMALE SINGER** **FLUTE SOLO** **MALE SINGER** When the evening comes and I walk onboard. And my life boat gets lowered 6 feet below ground I'll sail west towards the ocean to Mary McKear. To that green Tir n'a Noir. To dream, to cheek and a heaven of comfort Where everything is sane and I hear your voice **FEMALE SINGER** "Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear" **FLUTE SOLO** "Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear" **END OF FEMALE SINGER** **FEMALE SINGER SINGS OPERA LIKE**
My introduction to this song is Helene Boksle on...I think a show called "Beat for beat"?? I just die for love of her rendition of but a fragment of this song. If I should ever be able to afford to leave this not country, the usa (no caps intentionally), I'd love to dive in the Caribbean, but having traveled little, as I have never been a fella of means, nor wealth, I fell in love with Ireland. But I want to go somewhere to live where my values are shared. To me, that is more than a tropical paradise. I can be near kind people and, hopefully, be able to afford it. - I am an environmental professional and my 50th trip around our star is but a few years away if you should like to offer advice, or more(!), regarding my wish. (Oh! I have just started with the Florida Department of Health in Ft. Lauderdale FL. Also I worked 9.5 years with the Florida Department of Environmental Protection in the Hazardous Waste Regulation sub-section, as it was called at the time..) I will gladly send a resume to anyone who wishes to see, view and share it!! Signed, -an embarrassed american...these are sad times for those like me here...
I am from Russia and I live in Georgia and I have a friend from Norway who shared this song. It's beautiful 🎉🎉🎉🎉❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
Always nice to share beautiful music. That is why I work as a manager in my free time♥
I'm from Brazil, and I really like this song.
Min datter Birte døde 40 år gammel for 5 år siden. Hun vokste opp i Kopervik og elsket Vamp. Hun ble begravet i Åsane gamle kirke. Bergens vakreste kvinnelige sopran sang Litle Fuggel av Vamp. Så vakkert.
Kondolerer ❤
Wonderful song from a wonderful country
My mother humming this song, made me love music. I am so grateful for this song.
Savner deg kjære Torunn......tusen takk for at du lærte meg denne sangen. Smask til himmelen.
日本からです。私はこの曲が大好きで何度も何度も繰り返し聴いています。私はCDも欲しいですが、日本では売っていません。私にも歌詞の言葉が全て分かればいいのにと思います。この曲を聴くと私は故郷に居るような気がして気持ちが落ち着きます。ありがとう❤
返信に気づくのが遅れました。失礼いたしました。もう帰国された頃と思います。間に合わなくて残念です。😢
返信できなくなったようですので、私のチャンネル概要欄に連絡先（LINE、Instagram、メール）を追加しましたので、ぜひご覧ください。
@@Arctagon ご返信ありがとうございます。どちらのＣＤも、金額が1,500円くらいでしょうか？
ありがとうございます！そちらで大丈夫です、よろしくお願いします。
お世話になります✨🙏
@@Arctagon 無事に日本に戻られたでしょうか？（ノルウェーが母国としたら、戻ると言う動詞が正しいのか分かりませんが） あいにく私はTH-camの規約等詳しく存じませんので、どのようにご連絡を取ればいいのか分かりません。 お礼もしたいので、Arctagonさんの生活が落ち着きましたらどうぞご連絡をお願いいたします。
What a treasure, finding this song and such a great band! I listen to you quite a bit. And, Rita Eriksen is spectacular! Tusen Takk!🇳🇴🇳🇴🇳🇴
Tir,naNoirer en elsket sang.Min datter døde 43år gammel ,hun var veldig glad i VAMP.derfor fikk en lokal sanger synge denne vakre sangen i hennes bisettelse,Det var sterkt.
+Reidun Mathisen Føler med deg den varmer hjerte
Føler med der kjempefint
'
Du/dere valgte en vakker sang
Vakkert
Kan ikke tenke meg hva du går gjennom! Respekt og kjærlighet til DEG ❤️
Tir na n’og is a place from Irish mythology that exists beneath the sea to the west. It means ‘Land of youth’ in English, you never get old there.
En av norge sine musikalske skatter dette! Magisk 👍 (One of the musical treasures of Norway..Magic!)
Fy flate. Bedre hver gang! Rita Eriksen! ❤
Återupptäckt denna efter många år, fantastiskt vacker!!!
ET AVANT DE CRIER VICTOIRE FAUT BATAILLER AVANT LES CYCLOPES C'EST SUR QU'UN ŒIL POUR VISER LES TROUS DE BALLES VOUS ÊTES LES MEILLEURS DU MONDE ET DE TOUTES LES CULTURES ON EST GÂTÉ EN FRANCE SACRÉ PRISE MERCI BEAUCOUP POUR VOTRE GENTILLESSE BISOUS ET BON COURAGE 🤫😘👉🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐆🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅🐅⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️👉🐬🐦🦜🦅🕊️🥂🐆🐅🏹🤔🤓😇😎🥥🌴🏝️🏹💝🌸💮🌺💐😍😹💋🤞❤️😘🎈
Oh god. Hearing this makes me proud of my home country. So beautiful. :)
To me, Jan Toft, is the soul of this song
th-cam.com/video/jx0VckTYyUQ/w-d-xo.html
I recorded such a version a while back in Haugesund concert. Sorry for the 2,5 meter giant blocking most of my view but hey the sound and song is ok.
Så fantastisk Rita Eriksen.... Så nydelig...
Dette er en av våres nasjonale sangskatter
Clearly a very popular song with the audiences. Rita Eriksen's voice is something to conjure with!
Supreme, one of my favourite songs Exceptional Vamp
🎼 ❤
Tir n`a Noir er kanskje den beste av et norskt band, Gjør seg veldig fint med Rita Eriksen
Ja enig, Rita Eriksen er kanskje den beste kvinnelige vokalisten i Norge, og på denne sangen blir det noe ekstra med henne.
Tenker på den døde læreren vår som elsket Vamp! Hun lærte oss sanger, som denne! Jeg savner henne
Dette et det beste av Norges musikkanlegg skjønner
the one fella is playing an irish tin whistle, and he is making a fine job of it!!
Irish and norwegian folkmusic ,are almoust the same! :)))))
They have a kind of relatives to each other
He is the boss of vamp
Et Bon Courage 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉
This is pure magic
Fineste sangen ever ❤
Блискавично. Vi elsker
I love this song,,,so beautiful...
LITT lav lyd. Ellers, helt perfekt .
En fantastisk låt❤
En av mine favoritter !! 😍
Det du forteller varmer Reidun. En vakker sang til din kjære datter
Norges vakreste, 100 % ! jeg blir helt sjuk, så fin den er.
My god her voice is amazing ❤️
Dynamite.
wonderful
Fantastisk sang og musikk i sjela
Håper jeg ikke r for sent ute eller mistolker! Men vi finnes vi som vil deg vel! Og som ønsker å vite om deg. Håper inderlig at du svarer.....
@@jonasilia takk eg trudde eg hadde sendt den te ein prat privat, så den var innterne. Såg ikke eg la det ut før nå. Dette er yndling sangen min og savne heim te denne .
Den eneste som. Kan synge denne
Vidar synger den best med best innlevelse.
super beautiful
Takk for denne Vamp ! Nydelig
Fin låt elske den❤️👍😊🌺
Var det han med lang hår og smultring skjegg som høsta løk i det fri?
I have a friend who lives in Norway and i have been trying to learn Norwegian so he sent me this song with lerics and find the translation for it i only know a few words here and there at the moment:) but they are very good singers i know that for sure:D
It's a black November
The ocean crushes towards the beach
A wrecked dream from a summer green land
But I still do remember beautiful Mary McKear
Far west in Tir n'a Noir
Were you dream? Were you made up? Were you skin? Were you blood?
I can hear you laugh, I can remember that I laughed!
Behind the horizon
So withered and smooth
Are you mine, My Mary McKear?
When my rusty body walkes the hills so tough
I can hear someone whispers behind the winters so young
**FEMALE SINGER**
Come back my friend, from what's real and what hurts
Come back again to Tir n'a Noir.
Come to skin, come to your mind that distance itself from all that is grey.
I will stroke your cheek and make your look become blue
Because behind the horizon
So withered and smooth
I am yours, Your Mary McKear
**END OF FEMALE SINGER**
**FLUTE SOLO**
**MALE SINGER**
When the evening comes and I walk onboard.
And my life boat gets lowered 6 feet below ground
I'll sail west towards the ocean to Mary McKear.
To that green Tir n'a Noir.
To dream, to cheek and a heaven of comfort
Where everything is sane and I hear your voice
**FEMALE SINGER**
"Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear"
**FLUTE SOLO**
"Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear"
**END OF FEMALE SINGER**
**FEMALE SINGER SINGS OPERA LIKE**
Beautiful!
Så smukke så smukke! Synes bare at den lyder himmelsk!
Han som synger er Onkelen min😍😍😍
Hvem av de?
Přímo hladí po duši song věčně živý paráda .
elsker vamp og tirna noir
Dette er klasse !
HEI VAMP JEG LIKER Å HØRE TILNNOIR
Et vakkert stykke Norge.
It's a black November
The ocean crushes towards the beach
A wrecked dream from a summer green land
But I still do remember beautiful Mary McKear
Far west in Tir n'a Noir
Were you dream? Were you made up? Were you skin? Were you blood?
I can hear you laugh, I can remember that I laughed!
Behind the horizon
So withered and smooth
Are you mine, My Mary McKear?
When my rusty body walkes the hills so tough
I can hear someone whispers behind the winters so young
**FEMALE SINGER**
Come back my friend, from what's real and what hurts
Come back again to Tir n'a Noir.
Come to skin, come to your mind that distance itself from all that is grey.
I will stroke your cheek and make your look become blue
Because behind the horizon
So withered and smooth
I am yours, Your Mary McKear
**END OF FEMALE SINGER**
**FLUTE SOLO**
**MALE SINGER**
When the evening comes and I walk onboard.
And my life boat gets lowered 6 feet below ground
I'll sail west towards the ocean to Mary McKear.
To that green Tir n'a Noir.
To dream, to cheek and a heaven of comfort
Where everything is sane and I hear your voice
**FEMALE SINGER**
"Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear"
**FLUTE SOLO**
"Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear"
**END OF FEMALE SINGER**
**FEMALE SINGER SINGS OPERA LIKE**
Kneipar og svir = serveringssteder for alkohol, svir = drukkenskap
Oh dear. Much room for improvement in this translation. Many mistakes.
Is very god song.
Glemte å nevne Staveland. I særdeleshet eiendommelig.
OH!! God !! I'm missing Norway.
Mr.Cowboy 2299 i was in norway (hamar and furnes) 2 times in my friends,i swear you this is a magical and too beautiful country !
lili lala Of cause, I can say that, its pure country song ever. I've been watching Vamp concert in Bodoe,when I was in Norway.
Mr.Cowboy 2299 you should go back in norway before you regret ! lol i encourage you to get your vacancy there.
Ha..Ha. That is a good idea. Do you want to go there with me? Now, it's Summer in Norway, we can go fishing together and listen Tir n'a Noir. " Det e svart novembar, havet knuse mot strand
Ein forliste drøm fra et sommargrønt land.
Men eg huske ennå vakre Mary McKear,
longt vest i Tir n’a Noir................"
Du er så flink❤
Nydelig... å bringer frem minner om en jente som valgte å fjerne sæ fra denne jord. Låta ble spilt i begravelsen , e 1,5 år sia , griner enda ...
Amor Eterno = Essa música é MARAVILHOSA!!
Johannes Hanssen bj
Lovely!
Ma das Lied immer gehört seit ich mir Anfang in der welt war. Aber schade hab kein deutsches gefunden
Inger Lise Inge Andersen, Stein Ingebrigtsen, Dag Spantell, Septimus, New Jordal Swingers spilte covers. Lagde One too treet og Pussycats original musikk fra Nord-Norge.
Nydelig ..Var ikke klar over at Lyrikeren Kolbein Falkeid er den som har skrevet teksten, måtte han hvile i fred... han døde i går...
Jeg flyttet fra Haugesund for mange år siden men har aldri glemt heimstaden....
144 mennesker misliker dette! Hvordan er det mulig? 2020 here it is. Jeg føler meg krenket! Ikke ta på meg!!! Himmel og hav snowflakes. En så nydelig sang.
Er det de eller du som er snowflake her?😂
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This is the original.. or at least the original persons that sings it.. ;) It's Norwegian.. dialect.. and you need to learn to understand just how beautiful it is.. ;)
Så bra dette er.
Eleanora
Og tida stopper....og med Ritas vidunderlige stemme blir øynene våte. Thx
Hvordan visste du det da....
Vamp og tekst av Kolbein Falkeid, og Rita Eriksen love love love
It’s a cold November
As the sea crashes in
But I still do remember
Though the memry grows dim
To a magical summer
With sweet Mary McKear
In the west in Tirna NoirWere you there as a dream
Though it all seems so real
With the laughter I hear and the touch I can feel? Far beyond the horizon
Where the fog disappears
You were mine dear Mary McKearThough my body is broken
And my spirit is weak
My soul is awoken
As I hear someone speak:
Welcome back my lover
Now your future lies here
Welcome back to Tirna Noir You were good, you were kind
You’ll have all that you earned
For the secrets you kept
And the lessons you learned
So I’ll take you with me
As your pain disappears
I’ll be yours, your Mary McKear For all who have lived through
A life of regret
Who have need to remember
But try to forget
There’s a place in the distance
Who’s future is clear
In the west, in Tirna Noir Were you there as a dream
Though it all seems so clear
With the laughter I hear and the touch I can feel?
I can cure all your sorrows
And heal all your fears
I’ll be yours, your Mary McKear
I'd like to say "Thank you.".
Thank You!
Strangely, I only saw the lyrics to the entire song the first time I watched this vid. Now I come back to review, I can only see the first four lines. But...this is the internet, I shall persevere and find them nonetheless!
God day Sir.
That's the English version someone made, not the actual translation of the song, but still very beautiful :)
It's a black November
The ocean crushes towards the beach
A wrecked dream from a summer green land
But I still do remember beautiful Mary McKear
Far west in Tir n'a Noir
Were you dream? Were you made up? Were you skin? Were you blood?
I can hear you laugh, I can remember that I laughed!
Behind the horizon
So withered and smooth
Are you mine, My Mary McKear?
When my rusty body walkes the hills so tough
I can hear someone whispers behind the winters so young
**FEMALE SINGER**
Come back my friend, from what's real and what hurts
Come back again to Tir n'a Noir.
Come to skin, come to your mind that distance itself from all that is grey.
I will stroke your cheek and make your look become blue
Because behind the horizon
So withered and smooth
I am yours, Your Mary McKear
**END OF FEMALE SINGER**
**FLUTE SOLO**
**MALE SINGER**
When the evening comes and I walk onboard.
And my life boat gets lowered 6 feet below ground
I'll sail west towards the ocean to Mary McKear.
To that green Tir n'a Noir.
To dream, to cheek and a heaven of comfort
Where everything is sane and I hear your voice
**FEMALE SINGER**
"Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear"
**FLUTE SOLO**
"Horizons don't exist, All you touch must stay, I am yours, Your Mary McKear"
**END OF FEMALE SINGER**
**FEMALE SINGER SINGS OPERA LIKE**
@@SIeipner Many mistakes in this translation.
👏
How did you come across this song? Just wondering :)
Kjempe låt
Den er nydelig!!
Rita is super
@Daniel Svendsen I listened to Emi Fujita's version, then I fell in love. I'm curious to find another version or maybe the original, then here I am :D
Nydelig sang
Kjempeflinke :)
Skulle ønske det gikk an å oversette til engelsk for mine venner fra utlandet.... verdens nydeligste sang
Her har du en engelsk versjon:
m.th-cam.com/video/yvWwyEwwhVI/w-d-xo.html
👍👍👍👍 😁❤
Super song ❤
My introduction to this song is Helene Boksle on...I think a show called "Beat for beat"?? I just die for love of her rendition of but a fragment of this song. If I should ever be able to afford to leave this not country, the usa (no caps intentionally), I'd love to dive in the Caribbean, but having traveled little, as I have never been a fella of means, nor wealth, I fell in love with Ireland. But I want to go somewhere to live where my values are shared. To me, that is more than a tropical paradise. I can be near kind people and, hopefully, be able to afford it. - I am an environmental professional and my 50th trip around our star is but a few years away if you should like to offer advice, or more(!), regarding my wish. (Oh! I have just started with the Florida Department of Health in Ft. Lauderdale FL. Also I worked 9.5 years with the Florida Department of Environmental Protection in the Hazardous Waste Regulation sub-section, as it was called at the time..) I will gladly send a resume to anyone who wishes to see, view and share it!! Signed, -an embarrassed american...these are sad times for those like me here...
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hvem av dem? De har hatt ialle fall 4 vokalister :P
Stort !
Har savnt norge
Deilig låt som blir enda deiligere med deilige Rita Eriksens deilige stemme! :D
Deilig
God natt fra The Gathering
AleYs sone hete
Sweet
1:27
epic
All I see are beautiful Norwegian women. I have no idea what is happening, nor what they are saying.
en av di bedre låtene fra rita og vamp
det her slår justin beiber ut av existensen faktisk
Dobre ;]
Bjørn Agdeliud
Nydelig..bare nydelig...
Blant de vakreste låter som er laget i Norge. Det er en nasjonalskatt
Kelly familie
Kjell robertsen