Route 400 leaves In five minutes Do you have anything to say Before I disappear Onto the bus And into the darkness Forgetting all about the kiss And everything I wrote In your apartment In your bed That was far too small Bookbinder Street Was just a moment Now it's only a thought In a moment, you’ll be nothing more than a memory In a moment, you’ll be nothing more than a memory In a moment, you’ll be nothing more than a memory Route 400 leaves In five minutes Like an old rocket It shoots north Through Sundalagið And over the bridge Finding a path Where Tróndur found his faith I stare through the window I see the rivers passing by I see the cars driving past I see the priests side by side Route 400 leaves In five minutes Do you have anything to say Before I disappear Before I disappear Before I disappear Before I disappear