No one knows |
| See the shooting star running across the big black heaven |
| It's travelled oh so far, just to burn out right before my eyes |
| The smiling yellow moon is waving to a fallen angel |
| Will I be one soon? It is written right across the sky |
| |
| I can see it, it's all in your eyes |
| I can see it, no use telling lies |
| I will follow the star where it goes |
| In search of an answer that no one knows |
| |
| My dreams are made of gold that vanishes away at daybreak |
| It's fool's gold, I've been told, still I search for it, I don't know why |
| See the shooting star, oh... running across the big black heaven |
| It's travelled oh so far, just to burn out right before my eyes |
| |
| I can see it, it's all in your eyes |
| I can see it, no use telling lies |
| I will follow the star where it goes |
| In search of an answer that no one knows |
| |
| I can see it, it's all in your eyes |
| I can see it, no use telling lies |
| I will follow the star where it goes |
| In search of an answer that no one knows |
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Daníel Ágúst Haraldsson
Valgeir Guðjónsson
Kristjan Vidar Haraldsson
Karl Örvarsson
From left to right: Eva Leila Banine, Eva Ásrún Albertsdóttir
