quviasuliqpunga inuunialirama
(iyayaa iyayaa iyayaa)
aakuttujuq anngutivuq
(iyayaa iyayaa iyayaa)
as the wind blows lightly through her hair
she genlty lifts the hand that's dared to live
as we sit and walk down memory lane
I feel so far away how i wish i was there
quviasuliqpunga inuunialirama
(iyayaa iyayaa iyayaa)
aakkutujuq anngutivuq
(iyayaa iyayaa iyayaa)
nothing that I say
can show her how i feel
or be as real as the tears in her eyes
all that I sing is all that i can bring
to a heart that has all but survived
quviasuliqpunga inuunialirama
(iyayaa iyayaa iyayaa)
aakuttujuq anngutivuq
(iyayaa iyayaa iyayaa)
she's lost again in her stories
at one time they were all she knew
as each day passes by
what she knew is like a lie
but she tell her stories anyway
quviasuliqpunga inuunialirama
(iyayaa iyayaa iyayaa)
aakuttujuq anngutivuq
(iyayaa iyayaa iyayaa)
quviasuliqpunga inuunialirama
(iyayaa iyayaa iyayaa)
aakuttujuq anngutivuq
quviasuliqpunga inuunialirama
(iyayaa iyayaa iyayaa)
aakuttujuq anngutivuq
(iyayaa iyayaa iyayaa)