Текст: Ane Brun. Other. Gillian Played Me A Song.

Gillian played me a song,
It was that day when everything was wrong.
Gillian singing in my heart, in my ears
And tears running down.
I was facing the ground.

Gillian played me a song,
I was so tired, then the music caressed my skin,
Like when someone finally holds you,
And you can give in. This you?ve been avoiding.
You think you?ll fall hard,
But it?s just that new start.

She sang about Elvis, she sang about time.
Gillian sang about Miss Ohio
And the last remaining song.
I stretch my rigid fingers, I clear my throat
This will be all over soon.

Now this is long ago,
I listen to her and I go back
To that day, that month, that year,
That day will never leave my mind
Gillian played me a song.

Gillian played me a song,
It was that day when everything was wrong.
Gillian singing in my heart, in my ears
And tears running down.
I was facing the ground.

She sang about Elvis, she sang about time.
Gillian sang about Miss Ohio
And the last remaining song,
I stretch my rigid fingers, I clear my throat
This will be all over soon.
This will be all over soon