Mountains of Bergen Rain
Land's awaiting a dawn's arrival
Etched in carvings of ancient stone
Perched atop a rocky rostrum
I play the songs and gaze alone
The clouds swirl beneath me in fantasy scenes
They've figured out just what it all means
I just want to let myself be lifted away
Mountains of Bergen rain
A steamer boat on the Northern Sea
A ride through misty lands
The fir trees grow as they want to be
Fjords get their fill
From mountains of Bergen rain
Where instinct protects it from unnatural changes
(She sits alone, with Danish affection)
Reluctant to lend to any servile ways
I sit in a grove of pleasant reminders
(She touches so different from familiar sensations)
I sing of a land with some kind of praise
(I want to tell her, but the words are the barrier)
Only limited to the words I can say
I hope you can feel it yourself some day
(As the morning descends she beckons good bye)
And remember how the earth used to be
Mountains of Bergen rain
A steamer boat on the Northern Sea
A ride through misty lands
The fir trees grow as they want to be
Fjords get their fill
From mountains of Bergen rain
Bergen rain
Bergen rain
Bergen rain
Bergen rain
Etched in carvings of ancient stone
Perched atop a rocky rostrum
I play the songs and gaze alone
The clouds swirl beneath me in fantasy scenes
They've figured out just what it all means
I just want to let myself be lifted away
Mountains of Bergen rain
A steamer boat on the Northern Sea
A ride through misty lands
The fir trees grow as they want to be
Fjords get their fill
From mountains of Bergen rain
Where instinct protects it from unnatural changes
(She sits alone, with Danish affection)
Reluctant to lend to any servile ways
I sit in a grove of pleasant reminders
(She touches so different from familiar sensations)
I sing of a land with some kind of praise
(I want to tell her, but the words are the barrier)
Only limited to the words I can say
I hope you can feel it yourself some day
(As the morning descends she beckons good bye)
And remember how the earth used to be
Mountains of Bergen rain
A steamer boat on the Northern Sea
A ride through misty lands
The fir trees grow as they want to be
Fjords get their fill
From mountains of Bergen rain
Bergen rain
Bergen rain
Bergen rain
Bergen rain
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