Nar jag en liten flicka var/ i gamla dar,/ sa jag till min kara gamla mor/ att jag tror/ att jag aldrig kommer do/ och forbli en ungmo, en ungmo.// Hon
Översättning: Viking. En Hjältinnas Sång.
: Fran en tid da allt var gryning. Den tid som manniskobarn glomt. Som en gyttja fran urtids famn. En tid ingen kan, en tid utan namn. I grottans djup
...Och ater fran havens land Dessa tunna sidor tunga blad Vindar som noter stenar Vagor som skriver namn Nar livets grenar ar brutna Da tarfyllda
...Och ater fran havens land Dessa tunna sidor tunga blad Vindar som noter stenar Vagor som skriver namn Nar livets grenar ara brutna Da tarfyllda
Bussar rullar in, folk star och fryser, Det blaser in fran havet, Konsum-skylten lyser. Alla ar pa vag men vet inte vart. Forortspojkar letar forortsflickor
Mama, you taught me to do the right things So now you have to let your baby fly You've given me everything that I will need To make it through this crazy
Here we are, a careful distance Here's my heart, what's left of it In this town I used to listen Once, once, yeah I had hope, blind faith I had as much
Here we go again I kinda wanna be more than friends So take it easy on me I'm afraid you're never satisfied Here we go again, we're sick like animals
Meant to meet you but I couldn't stay Till now never knew how life tears you away Now I wait for the springtime in Spain My love A beautful being's so
The power lines went out And I am all alone But I don't really care at all Not answering my phone All the games you played The promises you made Couldn
so let's sing na, na na na na, hey ya cmon and sing na, na na na na, hey ya this is our song that's all that matters cause we all belong right here together
So what's with you, you alright? I'm alright, just a little stressed Over what? Everything Whenever I stress, I write songs, listen Oh, well, I've learned
Some people said, "If I could only care for you" Some people said, "He will never love again" Some people said, "You can see it in his eyes He keeps it
I want love, but it's impossible A man like me, so irresponsible A man like me is dead in places Other men feel liberated I can't love, shot full of
Oh, it's carnival night and they're stringing the lights around you Hanging paper angels, painting little devils on the roof Oh the furnace wind is a
I hear the drizzle of the rain Like a memory it falls. Soft and warm, Continuing Tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind Through
If you want to write a song about the moon Walk along the craters of the afternoon When the shadows are deep and the light is alien And gravity leaps
