|Lag: Ego, texti: Bubbi Morthens
Breyttir tímar 2007
Mother where’s your baby now
The day is fading away.
Mother where’s your sweetheart
The mist is cold and gray.
The fog is the home of horror.
And suddenly there stands.
A frightening shape before you.
A dagger in his hand.
Screaming cries in the distance
piercing your ears.
Bulging eyes and frozen lips.
Blood that mingles with tears.
A little girl on the high road.
In the darkness she lost her track.
She came across a man out there.
Who had a dagger behind his back.
Lagið má finna á eftirtöldum útgáfum
Hér er á ferð ensk söngtaka af laginu Móðir sem kom út á fyrstu plötu Egosins Breyttir tímar (1982)