Prikið - 12.08.10
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  • FlatGuy.

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  • "Skar, the fire son Pet, the smiling one Woo, the sleeping one Rura, the crying one Hú hviss (hú hviss), my little one Ró-ró, my crying one Ligg-ligg, my weeping one Rura, rura, sleeping one Touch or feel, you blinding must Soft the skin Of the warmest rust 'Cause nothing blows in the faraway I go, go away Past the hills, past the day Touch or feel, you blinding must Soft the skin Of the warmest rust 'Cause nothing blows in the faraway I go away, go away Past the hills, past the day." (Múm - "Nightly cares") A view of Bankastræti from Prikið, a delicious place to eat and have a good coffee in Reykjavík. Take a look also at dogfacedboy's pictures on Reykjavík and Iceland.

  • uploaded 12 August 2010
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