Thank you so much for posting. This is art. I Love it. Shame that Gabarek is totaly unknown by most of the norwegians. Greatings from the cold north :)
Winter cold icy winds blowing the stark night of owls vision, the mountains top have snow now, she was a long distant memory that kept fading further away, we had it all, our love was so real, she was all that mattered, how could I ever tell her her, now that she is gone? We danced in each others arms, the night sky, so clear, stars like lasers, her every breath, like a poem, her touch, like a song...it's all so far away now... I'm older, the sky is gettin darker now...
