¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ – Raise your glass Lyrics Norwegian

To the hate we drink
To hell we await
To every single love, we shed tear
But at what cost?
To healing we pray
To wealth we beg
To her we are nothing
But at what cost?
To dream we sleep
To awaking we fear
When there is no reason to wake
But at what cost?
Humans can try
Eyes must see
Hands must hold lovers waist
Head must be on chest while she still breathes
And all the things i did
At what cost?
So raise your glass
Med meg*
Raise your glass, my love
Siden hat tar over oss igjen**

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