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We walked on ships from Bergen and Murmansk and Mur
With coffee and steak and letters that we didn't understand
I wanted to become a steward when I grew up
You should have gotten a wedding ring when I was young
But now I had a ticket to my tante in Wignan
There's no one more beautiful than the wind on the coast
The most beautiful thing was the smell of oil and salt
Nobody was as beautiful as you, the day I got married
Nobody was as beautiful as you, the day I got married
I got the oil, we stood behind cleaning the boxes and yesterday
I brought you a packet with silk from China
It rained, but your ring glistened like sun
When you wiped your tears when I went on board
When you were a young boy in Trondheim with a piece of wood
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There's no one more beautiful than the wind on the coast
There's no one more beautiful than the wind on the coast
The most beautiful thing was the smell of oil and salt
Nobody was as beautiful as you, the day I got married
Nobody, nobody
Both were much too lost to be true to you
Yeah
So long
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