Torrini, Emiliana - Fisherman's Woman Lyrics




I'm pretending to be a good fisherman's woman
Just like Anna Ingunn's mom
The gladiator of all fisherman's wives
Makes it a lot easier thinking of you
On the sea where you have to be a month at a time
Working hard in the day
Your hands cracking from the cold and the salt
In the night when you go to bed
You try to sleep by listening to the boat breathing
The boat breathing
And the only thing
The only thing you can think of is me
Waiting for you by the window
With the brightest red lipstick on my lips
Just like Anna waits for her man
How will I learn
I'll wait





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Torrini, Emiliana Fisherman's Woman Comments
  1. Martine Lesueur

    longue life to this music,

  2. Christina Frederiksen

    Oh my, this song is like my my wife, in my robe

  3. TheGarabella

    "Nothing Brings Me Down"

    Home alone and happy
    Nothing brings me down
    Full of wine, unsteady
    Nothing brings me down
    What's left of the rain runs down my roof
    Nothing brings me down
    The night is lush the air is still
    Nothing brings me down

    Dum dum dum dum dum dum

    The windows are open, the flies are in
    Nothing brings me down
    The phones are off the music's on
    Nothing brings me down

    Dum dum dum dum dum dum

    Home alone and happy
    Nothing brings me down
    My love for you is ready
    Nothing brings me down
    My love for you is ready