Augun Dine

I have sat beneath the mountain lakes one night, and seen the morning sun blush against the sky
I have seen the evening sun that sets behind Bålsetra burn, next to the horizon

But the most beautiful of the beautiful, and the finest of the fine is...

Your eyes - and your smile and your voice
and a Kawasaki twenty-five, a thirty-five, a five hundred and a seven fifty!
Your eyes - and your smile and your voice

I have been out on the open sea on a winter day, I have seen the breakers rolling towards the shore
I have heard the cuckoo in the mountains on a July evening, and the thrush's song
But the most beautiful of the beautiful, and the finest of the fine is...

Your eyes - and your smile and your voice,
and a Kawasaki twenty-five, a thirty-five, a five hundred and a seven fifty!
Your eyes - and your smile and your voice.

Your eyes - and your smile and your voice,
and a Kawasaki twenty-five, a thirty-five, a five hundred and a seven fifty.
Your eyes - and your smile and your voice.