Kjetil Nernes - Rebekka (Tragoedie) lyrics

She stood there on the cliff Laughing Her big black hair in the wind Breathing I was on that cliff too Swaying She told me all about herself I wanted her dead You thought I was mad Maybe I was too Mad for an instant Mad for you She stood there quiet Near triumphant One hand in pocket Smiling, saying Why don't you k** me? She stood there on a cliff Smiling I was there too Swooning She told me all about herself I was listening Why don't you k** me dear? That's just what I did, I k**ed her Dead Now she was lying there On the floor Head struck on a heavy piece On the floor Of a ship's tackle thrown on the third On the third day cast Cast out by my own hands