Angels and Anaemia-Jenny Hval

[00:00.771]Self-doubt, [00:09.809]Self-doubt, [00:15.660]It's what I do. [00:20.362]This music, this sound, [00:26.632]This voice and these words. [00:37.473]All that carry "me", [00:44.865]It's not writing nor music, ****, [00:53.825]It's certainly not "art." [01:03.046]When the boundaries seem unclear we don't have a language. [01:18.824]That day you fainted, your eyes looked right through me, [01:35.935]From nowhere in particular, [01:40.062]From nowhere in particular, [01:43.353]Dislocated, [01:46.122]Light, [01:47.899]Monotonous. [01:52.862]And when I touched you I turned you into a girl, [02:05.662]Only for a moment, [02:10.024]Soon you'll come back to me, [02:18.645]But when I touched you I could turn you into a girl, [02:32.202]And I could love you wildly, girly, wildly, girly, boundlessly, wildly.