I met her at St. Hanshaugen Sommer'n 89
She cried when she was drunk and sang when she was gentle
I loved her highly she loved me wild
Autumn came, the door narrow and afterwards it was set
So I met a little girl a rainy spring
With soft consonants and rainy hair
She promised me allegiance, I promised her everything
Winter came, allegiance went and afterwards it got cold
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