Testo di Parson Brown (upirngaangutuq Iqalunni)

Couldn't shake the cold away A year alone, stock still and stuck in snow Two black eyes, this phoney smile My senses dead, my body bent in ice Then you took off your winter clothes And you leaned against with your eager innocence My brittle knotted wrists twitched Reaching out for it When we're running from the hospital, Don't stop. Don't stop. Though the guards'll call, and the cops'll come, Don't stop. Don't stop. They do not know us. We don't stop Because of our love. Our love. And we don't need their law, Like the paper it's written on, it will fade. It will melt away. Like snow, it runs to the river below