Fever Ray

When I grow up, I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That’s what I’ll do, throwing out boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me.

When I grow up, I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That’s what i’ll have staring at the seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me.

Fever Ray, balsam dla uszu na dziś. Męczę od rana. Kolejna muzyka przy której można spędzać czas nad książkami - dzisiaj chemia.