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Listen to Slavic Heart (feat. Fredrik Lindborg, Lars Ekman, Daniel Tilling & Daniel Olsson) - Single by Sanna Ruohoniemi
ALBUMSlavic Heart (feat. Fredrik Lindborg, Lars Ekman, Daniel Tilling & Daniel Olsson) - SingleSanna Ruohoniemi

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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Sanna Ruohoniemi
Sanna Ruohoniemi
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Sanna Ruohoniemi
Sanna Ruohoniemi
Texte
JOONA TOIVANEN
JOONA TOIVANEN
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Sanna Ruohoniemi
Sanna Ruohoniemi
Produzent:in

Lyrics

Sky is turning blue
It's Sunday morning gloom out of tune
I've been awake for many hours by this time
Trying find my lost light
My monkey mind is doing it's tricks
But there are things definite needs a fix
Dumb a load of shame and question "who is to blame"
Yeah, you and I've been here before
When asking you it's my mental flaw
We tried to break the curse
And increase loving source
To nurse this love affair
But like history has shown
Shady clouds are always coming on their own
Storm was rolling over us like hurricane
Oh, my dear how heavenly it seemed
To put our hearts together
Sweet loving, to surrender
Romance seems to find the easy path to grow
To let go
'Till we ran low
The battle's hard between the two loves apart
When another tends to grim confront
Other one seeks for comfort
Until the game is played short
There is no other, common factor, yearning better ways to act than
"Who is to blame?"
Or who will run this game
It's time for final whistle blow
This tournament that has lost it's glow
I have a work to do
I'll turn my sadden soul
To write some blues once more
Life is give and take, it's clear
Some days even sightful lessons will appear
Just learn how to ride the waves my Slavic heart
My heart
Oh, my dear how heavenly it seemed
To put our hearts together
Sweet loving, to surrender
Romance seems to find the easy path to grow
To let go
'Till we ran low
The battle's hard between the two loves apart
When another tends to grim confront
Other one seeks for comfort
Until the game is played short
There is no other, common factor, yearning better ways to act than
"Who is to blame?"
Or who will run this game
It's time for final whistle blow
This tournament that has lost it's glow
I have a work to do
I'll turn my sadden soul
To write some blues once more
Life is give and take, it's clear
Some days even sightful lessons will appear
Just learn how to ride the waves my Slavic heart
My heart
Oh my Slavic heart
Written by: Sanna Ruohoniemi

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