I am in her room.
It's I who live here now.
I don't know how I got here.
There's this man who comes every night.

An hour passes and then another.
Smoking slowly.

Her death. Was she already dead when I came?
I mean enough to bury.

I am in her room.
It's I who live her now.
I don't how I got here.
There's this man who comes every night.

I count my cigarettes.
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Her Room Lyrics

Anja Garbarek – Her Room Lyrics