Styrhuset var tomt
Rydda flaske opp fra dørken
Dreg i ein lense pompe arm
Kjenne lukta av blanda sjø vatn
Og ein heima laga dram
Speila eg og koka kaffi
Kjenne sol og energi
Legge ut å pirka pala
Snart så e han litt på gli
Å om eg tar, ein liten skarpe
Og lette ro
Dreg i ein lense pompe arm
Kjenne lukta av blanda sjø vatn
Og ein heima laga dram
Speila eg og koka kaffi
Kjenne sol og energi
Legge ut å pirka pala
Snart så e han litt på gli
Å om eg tar, ein liten skarpe
Og lette ro
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Writer(s): Frode Makestad
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