Under Byen - Puma текст песни

Honningpelsen br?nder
Og han tr?kker vejret
Puma med asfalt p? de varme poter
Ind gennem landets hjerte - han tr?kker vejret
Nu br?nder solen p? st?vets vej - han knurrer
Men sarte sarte tr?depuder alt for tynde s?ler
Han beh?ver mild k?lig s? og blid balsam
Tr?k vejret - vi g?rt?ttere - tr?k din ild
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The honeyfur is burning
And he is breathing
Puma with asphalt on the warm paws
Through the heart of the land - he is breathing
Now the sun is burning on the road of dust - he is growling
With sensitive sensitive pads way too thin soles
He needs mild cool lake and gentle balm
Breathe - we move closer - pull your fire