The owner of the arctic is a brown bear lying on a rock and looking at the skyThe owner of the Arctic is a brown bear lying on a rock and looking at the sky
Sunrise through the branches of trees on a foggy morningSunrise through the branches of trees on a foggy morning
And outside the window autumn is knocking on our door againAnd outside the window autumn is knocking on our door again
A young girl on the window decided to show the city her nakednessA young girl on the window decided to show the city her nakedness