Текст песни Need Not Worry - Christian Kjellvander

I came of age as I left
As it was lifted from my chest
Come a rushing winter, came a bird

She was soft, frail and full
And spoke of years spent indoors
But she needs not worry anymore

The ear turned soft by her breath
A pocket-knife beat in her chest
Hearts may race and out pours only sadness

As words spilled warm from her breasts
We're of plenty for the poor
She said we need not worry anymore

We can take it back

Back when trying was no part of living
Back when the sun was only giving
Back when your eyes were blue on whitest white
'Fore darkness had stolen even one night

Back where loving was not of of weakness
Towards where the hunger is oh so shameless
Back before we became somebody's mistress
Back when we were our father's princess