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Kristinn stefnir í edrúheit á morgun, ein af dauðasyndum //Cyberg klúbbsins. Af því tilefni er textinn af I am a rock settur á netið. Flutningadagur í kvöld á Robbery Street, í gær var mikið stress við að klára að mála og gera klárt og tókst ætlunarverkið. Crazy Cool. Kiddi sjáðu af þér og vertu Ibiza!

A winter’s day

In a deep and dark december;

I am alone,

Gazing from my window to the streets below

On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.

I am a rock,

I am an island.

I’ve built walls,

A fortress deep and mighty,

That none may penetrate.

I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.

It’s laughter and it’s loving I disdain.

I am a rock,

I am an island.

Don’t talk of love,

But I’ve heard the words before;

It’s sleeping in my memory.

I won’t disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.

If I never loved I never would have cried.

I am a rock,

I am an island.

I have my books

And my poetry to protect me;

I am shielded in my armor,

Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.

I touch no one and no one touches me.

I am a rock,

I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;

And an island never cries.

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