Himlabacken Vol. 1

My little man, he cannot talk, My little man, he's too young he cannot walk / My little man, one of a kind, My little man, he is always on my mind / When the dawn arrives I wake and hear him moan, there beside me lies the sun of my own / Though the m

If you smile at me I'll follow where you go For a walk on cobble stones you'll have my soul When I see you paint the red white blues In high heel shoes, your beauty never ends When the morning comes my bed will still be warm When the thunder strikes