Besedila: Bjork. Vespertine. Cocoon.

[Incomprehensible]

Who would have known
That a boy like him
Would have entered me lightly
Restoring my blisses

Who would have known
That a boy like him
After seeing my core
Would stay going nowhere

Stay, stay [Incomprehensible]

Who would have known
A beauty this immense
Who would have known
A saintly trance

Who would have known
Miraculous breath
To inhale a beard
Loaded with courage

Who would have known
That a boy like him
Possessed of magical
Sensitivity

Would approach
A girl like me
That caresses cradles his head
In her bosom

[Incomprehensible]

He slides inside
Half awake, half asleep
We faint back
Into sleep hood

When I wake up
The second time, in his arms
Gorgeousness
He's still inside me

Who would have known
Who
Who would have known

A train of pearls
Cabin by cabin
Is shot directly
Across an ocean

From a mouth, from a
From a mouth
Of a girl like me
To a boy, to a boy, to a boy

[Incomprehensible]
To a boy