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In english:
Eurovision winner norwegian Alexander Rybak exposes in Seura- magazine that he still wouldn't betray.
- It is hard for me to say no to sex if it is on offer. Exept now: even there are 5000 girls in my concert, I can only think that one girl which one I love.
He exposes that he had earlier met some fans and sometimes he went a little bit far with them.
Rybak himselfs thinks that he hadn't abused position
- I think it is better to say that I'm
utilized.
Rybak has dated with winners of different competitions
- It is easy to be with someone who adores you.
Translated: Hanatee and pepu
In english:
Eurovision winner norwegian Alexander Rybak exposes in Seura- magazine that he still wouldn't betray.
- It is hard for me to say no to sex if it is on offer. Exept now: even there are 5000 girls in my concert, I can only think that one girl which one I love.
He exposes that he had earlier met some fans and sometimes he went a little bit far with them.
Rybak himselfs thinks that he hadn't abused position
- I think it is better to say that I'm
utilized.
Rybak has dated with winners of different competitions
- It is easy to be with someone who adores you.
Translated: Hanatee and pepu
Apparently Facebook is ful of false Rybak-profiles. That has been the case for many months now, Norwegian newspaper VG reported. Young girls (and boys) add him as friend and then get messages from the false Alexander.
The people behind the real winner of this year's Eurovision Song Contest have now started to investigate this issue.
"I am responsible to make sure that nobody gets tricked. It is creepy and has to stop as soon as possible", Rybak told VG.
According to NRK, Rybak does have a profiel on Facebook, but it is invisible.
(Source: Vg.no)
The people behind the real winner of this year's Eurovision Song Contest have now started to investigate this issue.
"I am responsible to make sure that nobody gets tricked. It is creepy and has to stop as soon as possible", Rybak told VG.
According to NRK, Rybak does have a profiel on Facebook, but it is invisible.
(Source: Vg.no)
Купалінка, купалінка,
Цёмная ночка,
Цёмная ночка,
А дзе ж твая дочка?
Мая дочка ў садочку
Ружу, ружу поліць,
Ружу, ружу поліць,
Белы ручкі коліць.
Кветачкі рвець, кветачкі рвець,
Вяночкі звівае,
Вяночкі звівае,
Слёзкі пралівае.
(Translation door Ellen Nl)
Kupalinka, Kupalinka
It’s dark in the night
It’s dark in the night
Where is your daughter, Kupalinka?
My daughter is in the garden
She weeds the rose
She weeds the rose
And wounds her white hands
She picks the flowers
She picks the flowers
And weaves garlands
She weaves garlands and sheds tears.
Цёмная ночка,
Цёмная ночка,
А дзе ж твая дочка?
Мая дочка ў садочку
Ружу, ружу поліць,
Ружу, ружу поліць,
Белы ручкі коліць.
Кветачкі рвець, кветачкі рвець,
Вяночкі звівае,
Вяночкі звівае,
Слёзкі пралівае.
(Translation door Ellen Nl)
Kupalinka, Kupalinka
It’s dark in the night
It’s dark in the night
Where is your daughter, Kupalinka?
My daughter is in the garden
She weeds the rose
She weeds the rose
And wounds her white hands
She picks the flowers
She picks the flowers
And weaves garlands
She weaves garlands and sheds tears.
I’m listening to the songs of the trees
in the park a dag in April
They whisper and u can barely hear the words
but the tone is already there
It was only the wind that was blowing
And the sun that was tonen itself
But maybe most of all it was
A springday’s memory of you
Come near my hart-, hart come near
Under the greenaries sifting light
A bittersweet longing remains
A time in the rush of love
So forget your lonely moments
Here is my longing embrace
Come let us travel together
Far beyond memory and name
Beyond the borders of eternity
There we belong together
Yes it was the wind that was blowing
In the trees a dag in April
in the park a dag in April
They whisper and u can barely hear the words
but the tone is already there
It was only the wind that was blowing
And the sun that was tonen itself
But maybe most of all it was
A springday’s memory of you
Come near my hart-, hart come near
Under the greenaries sifting light
A bittersweet longing remains
A time in the rush of love
So forget your lonely moments
Here is my longing embrace
Come let us travel together
Far beyond memory and name
Beyond the borders of eternity
There we belong together
Yes it was the wind that was blowing
In the trees a dag in April
