Pétur Söebech Quinn

Northern skies— Let the synths begin to rise. Northern skies— Paint the cosmos in our eyes. Hold on to the silence, Let the music be our guide. Northern skies, Northern skies.

Magical spring summer— Let the colors come alive. Magical spring summer— Let the melodies arrive. Hold on to the wonder, Let the world begin to shine. Magical spring summer, Magical spring summer.

Feel the rhythm— Let it carry you away. Feel the rhythm— Let it dance and let it stay. Hold on to the music, Let it lift you through the day. Feel the rhythm, Feel the rhythm.

Starborn light— Rising from the edge of time. Starborn light— Shining through the grand design. Hold on to the silence, Let the darkness fall behind. Starborn light, Starborn light.

Here comes the day— Breaking through the clouds above. Here comes the day— Lifting every heart with love. Hold on to the moment, Let the shadows fall away. Here comes the day, Here comes the day.

Icy reggae — feel the flame, in the cold we play the game. Icy reggae — hearts collide, in the rhythm we confide. Icy reggae — frozen heat, where the pulse and snowfall meet.

Come, come sweet joy, your heart is made of song. Come, come sweet joy, where angels all belong. Come, come sweet joy, the world begins anew. Come, come sweet joy, and all of us with you.

To the future — we fly, on the wings of the dawn. To the future — we cry, where the brave have gone. To the future — we rise, with our hearts full of flame. To the future — we shine, in love’s sacred name.

Casablanca — you’re still in my mind, like a film that won’t rewind. Casablanca — the stars never fade, in the night that we made.

Seeds of life — they rise and bloom, through every night, through every gloom. Seeds of life — they find their way, through broken ground and yesterday.

We are — I’m there — together, in every breath we sing. We are — I’m there — forever, in every light we bring. We are — I’m there — together, no sorrow can divide. We are — I’m there — together, with truth as our guide.

Together — rise up, like morning from the night. Together — rise up, in harmony and light. Together — rise up, with courage in our song. Together — rise up, where all of us belong.

Night of spring — you’re softly singing, through the hush of every street. Night of spring — the stars are swinging, to a rhythm warm and sweet.

OK — let’s go tonight. We’re moving through the future in a river made of light. OK — let’s go tonight. The rhythm lifts us higher, and the stars are burning bright. OK — let’s go tonight.

Someone — I am there. In the rhythm of your heartbeat, in the cold electric air. Someone — I am there. When the world is breaking open, I will meet you anywhere. Someone — I am there.

Flowers in the dark, growing without light. Every petal holds a name lost in endless night. Flowers in the dark, soft and full of grace— children of the morning gone without a trace.

So beautiful, but lonely, like a painting left unsigned. Every color tells a story, but the meaning’s hard to find. So beautiful, but lonely, like a truth that’s never said. I keep singing through the silence with the echoes in my head.

Give or take, we find our place, in the rhythm of the days. Every heartbeat, every change, guides us through the haze. Give or take, we learn to stay, even when the skies turn grey. In the light of breaking day— we find our way.

Rainy days go away, let the colors find their way. Let the rhythm lift the grey, carry all the dark away. Rainy days go away, let the music start to play. In the glow of breaking day— I will find my way.

Bring in love, let it flow, like a river warm and slow. Bring in love, let it shine, in the space between the lines. Bring in love, let it be, like a wave that carries me. Bring in love, endlessly— the song becomes the sea.