Saajut erfaleriarmata
Qalipaat pileringisara
Takulerpara sunaaffa taanna
Soormi tamaat tigungukku
Saajuniit peersikkukku
Aninguisillungu uannullu
- Uannullu

Qalipaatigissoq pilera
Titarnigissoq pilera
Illilluunnit Illilluunniit
Tamarpit Tamarpit

Saqivoq isuma tamaani
Silannaq minguitsigippat
Eqqarsaatit tamaasa salillingit
Perusussuermi annertusisoq
Pisassallu annikilliartuinnavillutik
Tamaani - tamaani

Qalipaatigissoq pilera
Titarnigissoq pilera
Illilluunnit Illilluunniit
Tamarpit Tamarpit

(…Tamassa erfattut akornanni nukappissat niviarsissat
Aap tamarmik angutit arnallu meeqqallu
Tamakku apersortut: ”Sumiippat ujartukkat sakimmisaarisut
Immaqa aamakku nunamiit puttussuuttut immaqaluunniit makku ippinni ittut
Ila immaqaluunniit makku imarpiit tungaanut saavittut suungaluarnersut
Ila immaqa makku misigissutsit uatsinni ittut pisariinnersaat tinguinnangassat”…Suu…)
Qulliit ikiterpatit tamaasa
Teqeqqunilu tarrajukkaluartuni
Erserput pileringisat kissaatit
Soormi tamaasa tingungutsigit
Inerteqquteqanngilarmi
Aninguisilluta uatsinnullu uatsinullu

Qalipaatigissoq pitingit
Titarningissoq pitingit
Uatsinnulluunnit uatsinnulluunniit
Tamatta tamatta

Greed

As the curtains began to flutter
Suddenly I saw
The colour I desire
What if I take it all
Tear it off the curtains
Release it and myself too
Myself too

Let me get that coloured one
Let me get that fancy curved one
Or you or you
Every bit of you
A thought just crossed this place:
If the air is so pure
Let it purge all the minds of wicked thoughts
The desire that grows
While all good declines
Here - here

Let me get that coloured one
Let me get that fancy curved one
Or you or you
Every Every bit of you

(…Here where everything flutters, lads and maids, yes all of them, men, women and kids are asking:
"Where are the basic things we are searching for?
Maybe them things that rise form the surface?
Maybe what's drifting towards the Seven Seas?
Maybe them things on the slopes?
Nay maybe them most simple emotions within ready to be drawn out"…yes…)

You turn all the lights on
And in the corners where dim light was
All desires get visible
What if we take them all
There are no limits
Let's release ourselves
Let's get that coloured one
Let's get that fancy curved one
Or ourselves
Every Every bit of ourselves