Lyrics
Berlin
Picking dry
And crispy paintflakes
Off a large, white
bricket wall
while i stare
out of my window.
Stare at my neighbours balcony.
- old bullet holes.
Behind wild botany.
On the outside
Of the penny marked
punks are selling
black&white fanzines.
She buys one,
walks on by
to another.
Black&white.
The women meet,
Black&white,
The women kiss.
Doodelei.
Shy, polite
you show me yourself.
Forgetting regretting,
But conscientiously humble.
You, you tell about your past.
And with open arms
You listen to mine.
Ooh dei doodelei.
A Cheater’s Armoury
All above board,
And we see nothing at all.
Clean and empty hands,
But still there’s something lurking.
We believe you when you lie
Buy your word, -then you deny,
Pay your wealth, -you leave us high and dry
You gamester,
You tell us our
Fortunes by your cards
And you’re rubbing
Yourself deep
Into our wounds.
You gamester
You fool us
We watch your spinning wheel
And we scratch
And we itch,
And the longer it
Takes for us
To heal.
You promise ten birds
-In the bush,
Each and every sunday
Sell your ”letters of indulgens”
We believe you when you lie
Buy your word, -then you deny,
Pay your wealth, -you leave us high and dry
A cheater’s armoury
All you’ve got
Is shifty eyes,
A black dress,
A false name.
The Pirate
He woke up
Six o’clock AM
In his boat
Drifting far out nowhere.
Nothing matters now, he thought.
He had decided
To do it properly.
Some frends
Helped him out:
The brown liquor,
Some white, little ones..
A dive into
Infinity, eternity.
God´s haven.
A dive into water.
The rocks pull him down.
The fight he fought inside
Had gone on far too long now.
At least long enough.
-I want to do myself and mine
A last and final favour.
He tightened his backpack,
-I’m ready to dive,
start a second life.
A dive into
Infinity, eternity,
God’s haven.
A dive into water.
The rocks pull
His body down
But brings his soul
Even higher,
Even higher.
A dive into
Infinity, eternity,
God’s haven.
A dive into water.
The rocks pull
Him down.
A dive into
Infinity, eternity,
God’s haven.
A dive into water.
The rocks pull
His body down
But brings his soul
Even higher,
Even higher.
Even higher.
Fourteen
Heart in mouth,
Awkward, rare,
wet behind the ear,
inside out,
outside’s gone,
You’re two parts in one.
It might be
Strenuous.
Snakes cast their skin
Slowly..
One are old
one are new,
Both of them are you.
One’s a bore,
The other’s cool,
Sometimes you’re
A fool.
It might be
Strenuous.
snakes cast their skin
Slowly..
When i put them
Beside eachother
i see several persons.
When you put them
Upon eachother
You’ll find yourself.
You’ll become one,
One, one.
One are good,
One are bad.
This only makes you sad.
Outside stinks,
Dries and shrinks,
What’s underneath is pink.
Your mother say short and curt:
Bursting buds do hurt.
It might be
Strenuous.
snakes cast their skin
Slowly..
The North Wind
The north wind
And the sun
Made a bet about getting
The coat off a man,
The wind from the north
Lost the bet.
The cold north wind blows,
Blows forcefully,
Too strong.
We struggle
Through your
Contrary wind.
Your high jinks
Makes us strive
Even more.
With our coats
As your sail,
You try to
Blow us away.
The cold
North wind knows,
He blows forcefully.
The more the wind blows
The more tightened we’ll be.
Isn´t it nice
With some warmth.
We only reveal ourselfs and
Change ourselfs when we’re sheltered.
Northwind-
Come when the days are doze.
Northwind-
Come when the coat´s on fire.
Northwind-
Come when the sun chokes us.
Obelix
Light feet
Runs towards me.
His eyes;
dark green.
A good heart.
Wise and knowing soul,
Olden soul,
Dinosaur,
Sincere,
Open,
Playful,
Aware.
Obelix
Gives me what i need.
Not what
I want,
That is a deed.
Obelixs’
Castle is
Far away.
The woods,- his crypton.
The woods,- a crib,
The woods,- his home.
At home.
He woun’t
divulge
his pride
supreme.
He hides
His tounge,
His words,
His song.
Break my body
I’m a horny looser
You find my scratching on my mother’s door
I’m the ugly lover
They find us
Rolling on a dirty floor
Break my body
Hold my bones
I’m a belly dancer
I’ll shake forever
Say that you’ll never care
I’m a building jumper
Roof to roof
You see me flying
In the air
Ticking Bomb
On me
There’s a button
They’ve ticket the goods,
They’ve labeled the luggage.
They sent me here,
To a sterile, white
Waiting room.
Not only i know
I contain a ticking bomb.
They say
The word.
They know
The word is the code.
- He oughta handle it.
Oh, I explode into pieces.
Do i care?
My dismal lifework.
Who am i ?
What have i done?
I’ve lost my self again.
I’ve punished the good,
The innocent, my beloved,
My liberator, my saviour.
I know the situation.
I realize my deeds.
Blowing off the bomb
Was lengthening
Way out of hell.
Now who am i
Deserving mercy now.
Done is done.
Perhaps i need
another bomb.
Pynt
Overflatens list
Blunker.
Lokker så til seg dåren
Og salter sår
Men elskes
Høyt, over alt.
Vi bygger i høyden,
En fasade.
Ingen må se bak,
(Helst ikke engang du),
Der bærebjelken er
Spikret utenpå.
Tresko og grus.
Det blinker
Foran nesen.
Gripe tak,
Gjemme seg bak.
Heller mystisk
Enn lystig.
Å gjemme dyret
Fremmer uhyret
Utenpå.
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I love the lyrics. (Is it possible to have a english translation of Pynt’s one?)
hi there, I got this translation from the net for Boble: Bubble at bomull Spin around Along with my In her Transparent Sensual dizzy Apparition blur Bubble Apiece detail Becomes bigger here As snekrystallens A good many tær and Circle a good many Hjørnetenner.
Hmm. Not the finest English. Can anyone do better?
fourteen is my favorite
its like a little schizophrenic, i like that
Haha, that translation of the lyrics of Boble is too funny! You’ll probably never see this, but I feel I have to do a proper one;
Boble
(Bubble)
Boble av bomull
(Bubble of cotton)
Spinner rundt
(Spinns around)
Med meg
(with me)
Inni seg
(inside)
Gjennomsiktig
(translucent/see-through)
Sansene svimles
(senses dizzying)
Synet sløres
(sight blurred)
Bobletid
(Bubbletime)
Hver detalj
(Every detail)
Blir større her
(Becomes bigger here)
Som snekrystallens
(like the snowcrystals)
Mange tær og
(many toes and)
Sirkelens mange
(the circles many)
Hjørnetenner
(fangs)
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*bows* - that would be me.
I have totally fallen in love with your music Hanne, it is amazing.
I think that I got the only copy of the album that made it to the shops in Shetland but I will make sure that a lot of people hear how amazing your music is!
Greetings from Estonia!
All I want you to know is that Your music is wonderful: it touches my soul and fondles my ears. Thank You!
Love the music–it’s wonderful. Here’s my translation of Pynt for you fellow fans–I’ve only taken a few courses of Norwegian, so it’s probably a shitty one. I think I captured at least the gist of the meaning, though. I appreciate any corrections from Scandinavians, all of whose English would definitely be better than my Norsk.
Pynt (Decoration)
The surface’s moulding
Twinkles.
So it entices the fool
And rubs salt in the wound
But it is loved
High, above all.
We build into the heights,
A façade.
No one has to see the back,
(Especially–not even once–you)
There the girders
Stand bare outside.
Wooden clogs and rubble.
It blinks
In front of the nose.
Grasp the ceiling,
Hide back.
Better mysterious
Than jolly.
To hide the animal
Pushes the monster
Outside.