Hvaf/Heim

Sigur Ros

Sigur Ros - Icelandic - and so are their lyrics.

Although i really have no idea of what their songs mean,

even after looking through the translations of some of their songs from 'Takk...' (It's like limericks)

I know good music when i hear it.

Some could say Hvarf/heim may not be as good as their previous album, Takk..., but what I say is that Hvarf/Heim is just different.

I haven't actually searched up the translations for any of the songs in Hvarf/Heim but i prefer not to know.

Takk... made me float.

But Hvarf/Heim took me on a walk around Iceland.

The cold open fields. Quiet. Peaceful. Simple.

Can't explain it all or else this review will end up as a descriptive essay.

And Knowing the meaning of the words would spoil all of that.

Ha, I promised a special someone that I'd take her there with me someday.

I will!

Music fans MUST listen to them.

Not asking you to like it. I'm asking you to give them a try.

Both Takk... and Hvarf/Heim

Here's Staralfur

Mission, Failed

I'm back
Back with another purple heart pinned to my chest.
And like everyone, I'd have rather came back without it.

Failed. Failed terribly.
Out there, the fatigue gets to you.
You tell yourself you've got something to fight for and you better fight hard.
But you're tired, you're lazy. You give up and you won't even know it!

It's gone... maybe forever. Probably forever.
The hostages have gone...
Even if they want now to be rescued... gone.

2 purple hearts...
You make mistakes, you live with it.
No time to live in guilt and survive on pity.
Seems like i need to head out again.

Exact same mission.
Exact same field.
Different hostage.

I beg you not to let me come back with a purple heart.