Eyjafjallajökull
Sleeping On A Cover Of Mosses
Lulled By The Music Of Birches
Among The Ferns, Among The Birds
You Draw Some Power From The Earth
Your Big Age Makes You Move So Slowly
Time Was Needed For You To Be Ready
For Every Shake, For Every Quake
One Hundred Eighty Seven Years
Everything's So Quiet
Above My Head
Up In The Air
And Only The Bang Of A Thunder
Is Rumbling Forever
Everything's So Quiet
Over And Over
So One Morning My Sleeping Beauty
You Found A Way To Set You Free
Showed Us Who Really Was The Queen
You Broke The Glass Of Your Coffin
Instead Of Your Fossilized Dreams
Your Obsidian Nights, Tangerine Streams
Clouds Of Ashes, Seismic Crisis
Made Us Humble For Forty Five Days
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Eyjafjallajökull
Sleeping On A Cover Of Mosses
Lulled By The Music Of Birches
Among The Ferns, Among The Birds
You Draw Some Power From The Earth
Your Big Age Makes You Move So Slowly
Time Was Needed For You To Be Ready
For Every Shake, For Every Quake
One Hundred Eighty Seven Years
Everything's So Quiet
Above My Head
Up In The Air
And Only The Bang Of A Thunder
Is Rumbling Forever
Everything's So Quiet
Over And Over
So One Morning My Sleeping Beauty
You Found A Way To Set You Free
Showed Us Who Really Was The Queen
You Broke The Glass Of Your Coffin
Instead Of Your Fossilized Dreams
Your Obsidian Nights, Tangerine Streams
Clouds Of Ashes, Seismic Crisis
Made Us Humble For Forty Five Days
Sleeping On A Cover Of Mosses
Lulled By The Music Of Birches
Among The Ferns, Among The Birds
You Draw Some Power From The Earth
Your Big Age Makes You Move So Slowly
Time Was Needed For You To Be Ready
For Every Shake, For Every Quake
One Hundred Eighty Seven Years
Everything's So Quiet
Above My Head
Up In The Air
And Only The Bang Of A Thunder
Is Rumbling Forever
Everything's So Quiet
Over And Over
So One Morning My Sleeping Beauty
You Found A Way To Set You Free
Showed Us Who Really Was The Queen
You Broke The Glass Of Your Coffin
Instead Of Your Fossilized Dreams
Your Obsidian Nights, Tangerine Streams
Clouds Of Ashes, Seismic Crisis
Made Us Humble For Forty Five Days
Writer: Valérie Leimgruber, Chris Corner, Dimitri Tikovoï
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group