Turquoise Voice - Britta Persson

The dewdrops in his beard glittered just like diamonds

It took thirty years for me to track him down

There are still some issues like changes in the climate

The industry of seafood that I don’t get around

‘Cause love doesn’t stop pollution

Love doesn’t solve the problem

Love doesn’t make waiting rooms cozier

But it’s a green, green fuel

That makes the blue, blue blood

Turn turquoise like my voice

Every little instinct needs to be observed

It’s not what I am thinking that makes the world absurd

Garbage from the Stone Age or an impulse we can trust?

Love is not a weapon, love is not a must

‘Cause love doesn’t stop pollution

Love doesn’t solve the problem

Love doesn’t make waiting rooms cozier

But it’s a green, green fuel

That makes the blue, blue blood

Turn turquoise like my voice