The wilderness mistress |
| Winter has tucked in the village and blankets the stables |
| Young hearts warm up in the tavern, there's food on the tables |
| He and his wilderness mistress are dancing like mist inside a waterfall |
| Glowing with pride in the darkness, kiss in the mist inside a waterfall |
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| But rumors, like wind-driven snowflakes, are spreading and falling |
| Starlight on frosty lake shining, so crisp and enthralling |
| He and his wilderness mistress are fleeing like mist into a waterfall |
| Glowing with pride in the darkness, kiss in the mist inside a waterfall |
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| (Vilda... vilda... vilda...) |
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| A wagon rolls into the moonlight and snowdrift along a winding road stand tall |
| Hoofbeats still clatter around the hills, carefree and wistful as a waterfall |
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| Night snow has left a new blanket, erasing their traces |
| Bravely they wander together with spring in their faces |
| He and his wilderness mistress are dancing like mist inside a waterfall |
| Glowing with pride in the darkness, kiss in the mist inside a waterfall |
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| Glowing with pride in the darkness, kiss in the mist inside a waterfall |
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| Oo... |
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One More Time
Maria Rådsten
Nanne Grönvall
Peter Grönvall
From left to right: Thomas Bergqvist, Magnus Bengtsson, Joachim Dominique
