Once I’ve been to Faroe islands
Once I’ve been to Faroe islands.
I was looking for a place strong and unpredictable because I was tired and vulnerable.
I climbed Europe searching for a green land, full of sheep.
Up here the clouds seem to be an old curtain, gently nestled at the top of the mounts.
When God decides to lift it a while, the sun starts bouncing from sheep to sheep.
And the life become so clear.