mandag 30. juni 2014

.: Fame is a food that old men eat,--- I have no stom...

.: Fame is a food that old men eat,--- I have no stom...: Pollution... Of the stomach. The ladies of St.James's! They're painted to the eyes; Their white it stays for ever, Thei...

.: Don't be afraid of tomorrow ...

.: Don't be afraid of tomorrow ...: Sometimes, It's like being lonely, Walking the dirt track road, You can sit, Watch the clouds, Time through the hour glass, Or...

.: Praise to the Rich peoples or ?...

.: Praise to the Rich peoples or ?...: Under the wheels of luxury... And so, making clear in advance I know there are miles   between us; and I reckons myself with the tra...

.: If I had your smile awaiting me...

.: If I had your smile awaiting me...: If I had your smile awaiting me, the train would recite, across the flat fields of Europe, the syllables of your name. If I had you...

.: Por abajo canta el rió: volante de cielo y hojas. ...

.: Por abajo canta el rió: volante de cielo y hojas. ...: Far below the river sings: a ruffle of sky and leaves. The new light is crowned with pumpkin flowers. Oh sorrow of the gypsies! Cle...

.: Shades of Blue...

.: Shades of Blue...: Blue I love you blue. Blue I want you blue. Blue, blue, I want you. Blue how I want you blue. Blue, how I love you, blue. Blue, it&...

.: Rivers...

.: Rivers...: Many rivers run Down to many seas. All my cares are one: On what river of these Could my heart have peach ? Two banks to each ri...

.: You can see them from the railings on the hill, hi...

.: You can see them from the railings on the hill, hi...: In the shadows, their eyes mist over with immense night. In the bends of the air the salty dawn crackles. A sky of white horses ...

.: You can see them from the railings on the hill, hi...

.: You can see them from the railings on the hill, hi...: In the shadows, their eyes mist over with immense night. In the bends of the air the salty dawn crackles. A sky of white horses ...

.: Nattens SMS - Mange løse rykter - men få holdepunk...

.: Nattens SMS - Mange løse rykter - men få holdepunk...: A Duck flock flying past with craws Informed the neighbourhood  around; "There in the wood for no clear cause A man lies sprawling...

.: Alt har sin tid...

.: Alt har sin tid...: Alt har sin tid... Huset flyter ! Hermetikk, vindtøy, støvler på gulv og bord - termos, kompass og lomelykt - en kniv, to soveposer. ...

.: Lykksalig er den man som glemmer med forstand hva ...

.: Lykksalig er den man som glemmer med forstand hva ...: Deiligst av alle gleder er gleden for slett ingen ting. Ikke for noe du kan eller vil, gleden for intet og gleden for alt, gleden: ...

.: El diamante de una estrella... The diamond of a st...

.: El diamante de una estrella... The diamond of a st...: El diamante de una estrella ha rayado el hondo cielo. Pájaro de luz que quiere escapar del firmamento y huye del enorme nido dond...

I hate and love. Perhaps you're asking why I do that ? I don't know, but I feel it happening, and am racked...



TOOL tries to scale the
Mount of Pipla:

.: To speak is to show much consideration for others....

.: To speak is to show much consideration for others....: Slavery is the law of life and marriage.

søndag 29. juni 2014

.: Alkohol gjør meg edru. Etter noen slurker wisky sl...

.: Alkohol gjør meg edru. Etter noen slurker wisky sl...: Error has never approached my spirit. Moralitat ist Heerden-Instinkt in Einzelen. (Morality is the herd-instinct in the individual) ...

.: Up an down the City Road, In and out the fancy res...

.: Up an down the City Road, In and out the fancy res...: Did you ever notice that when  a politician does get an idea he usually gets it all wrong... Honesty is a good thing but, it is not...

.: Stille ! Fossesus ! Mossefossen i fantastisk brus....

.: Stille ! Fossesus ! Mossefossen i fantastisk brus....: I am not yet born; O fill me with strength against those who would freeze my humanity, would dragoon me into a lethal automation, would...

.: Oft fuhl ich jetz... (und) je tiefer ich einsehe, ...

.: Oft fuhl ich jetz... (und) je tiefer ich einsehe, ...: I often feel, and ever more deeply I realize, that fate and character are the same conception. Hills of the North, rejoice; Rivers and...

.: Ditt hjerte banker i mitt øre... Ditt blod strømme...

.: Ditt hjerte banker i mitt øre... Ditt blod strømme...: A fantastic day, A fantastic place, A fantastic country, Fantastic people... Let me have another summer... To all my friends: Pleas...

.: Shades of Blue...

.: Shades of Blue...: Blue I love you blue. Blue I want you blue. Blue, blue, I want you. Blue how I want you blue. Blue, how I love you, blue. Blue, it&...

Shades of Blue...


Blue I love you blue.
Blue I want you blue.
Blue, blue, I want you.
Blue how I want you blue.
Blue, how I love you, blue.
Blue, it's your blue i love.
Blue, blue, how I love you !
Blue, oh I want you blue.
Blue as I would have you be.
Blue, for I'll have you blue.
Blue, blue, I love you blue.
Blue, oh how I love you blue.
Blue, blue, blue, how deeply blue.
Blue, as I would have you blue.
Blue, how much I want you blue.
Blue, how I need you now, blue.
For it's blue that I want you, blue.
Blue grows my love, my love grows blue...


.: You can see them from the railings on the hill, hi...

.: You can see them from the railings on the hill, hi...: In the shadows, their eyes mist over with immense night. In the bends of the air the salty dawn crackles. A sky of white horses ...

You can see them from the railings on the hill, hill, hill, horses and shadows of horses laden with sunflowers...


In the shadows, their eyes
mist over with immense night.
In the bends of the air
the salty dawn crackles.


A sky of white horses
closes its quicksilver eyes
giving the quiet penumbra
a finale of hearts.
And the water turns cold
so no-one may touch it.
Wild and uncovered water
on the hill, hill, hill.


.: Por abajo canta el rió: volante de cielo y hojas. ...

.: Por abajo canta el rió: volante de cielo y hojas. ...: Far below the river sings: a ruffle of sky and leaves. The new light is crowned with pumpkin flowers. Oh sorrow of the gypsies! Cle...

Por abajo canta el rió: volante de cielo y hojas. Con flores de calabaza la nueva luz se corona. ;Oh pena de los gitanos! Pena limpia y siempre sola. ;Oh pena de cauce oculto y madrugada remota !


Far below the river sings:
a ruffle of sky and leaves.
The new light is crowned
with pumpkin flowers.
Oh sorrow of the gypsies!
Clean sorrow, always alone.
Oh sorrow of secret riverbed
and remote daybreak !


lørdag 28. juni 2014

.: Lyksalig er den ... som glemmer med forstand hva e...

.: Lyksalig er den ... som glemmer med forstand hva e...: Vær tro i din vandring, det er kunn en stund du fortsetter ferden. Og så skal du løses fra trengslen her. Da skal du for evig være de...

.: Den som er blitt beruset av makt, og har fordel av...

.: Den som er blitt beruset av makt, og har fordel av...: POWER TO THE :? What wee gave, wee have; What wee spent, wee had; What wee kept, wee lost; What is power ? Human egoism ? ...

.: Snip! Snap! Snip! They go so fast. That both his t...

.: Snip! Snap! Snip! They go so fast. That both his t...: Maximums was a chubby lad; Fat ruddy cheeks Maximums had; And everybody saw with joy  The plump and hearty, healthy boy. He ate and dr...

.: If I ever live again it will be the same way...

.: If I ever live again it will be the same way...: I forgot a love, an umbrella and whatever else. I've lived thinking about this love or about an object or about an object wi...

If I ever live again it will be the same way...


I forgot
a love,
an umbrella and
whatever else.
I've lived thinking
about
this love
or about an object
or about an object without
any destiny...
I want to see
whether I can find
what I lost,
what perhaps is
waiting for me still ...


.: Reader, my story's an old one - and yet it's an ev...

.: Reader, my story's an old one - and yet it's an ev...: I'm here to tell the story, the unfairness of this world, poor children, poor peoples, why? Who awaits me ? And I closed my ha...

Reader, my story's an old one - and yet it's an ever-true one, it's always been - but each dawn, in understanding, I'm re-born...


I'm here to tell the story,
the unfairness of this world,
poor children,
poor peoples,
why?
Who awaits me ?
And I closed my hand
I will not give...
Why should I give ?
Starving -
Not my problem or? 
Why cannot other than me
give ?
Take care off...
Not mine problems or?
I'm re-born - do I care ?


If all give a little -
The world will be a better place.



.: Come and see the blood in the streets. Come and se...

.: Come and see the blood in the streets. Come and se...: Middle East Madness... War in the streets... Bitter life in times like these. While God declines beyond the seas; Instead. ...

Come and see the blood in the streets. Come and see the blood in the streets... Where ? You know where there are fighting in the streets.



Middle East Madness...


War in the streets...

Bitter life in times like these.
While God declines beyond the seas;
Instead.
Man,
Brother,
Sister,
Father,
Son,
All faiths again each other.
Religion ? 


When he thinks God has gone away
Man takes up his sword to slay
His brother;
We can hear death's roar.
It shadows the hovels of the poor.


Like the old songs they left behind,
We have hanged our harps on the trees again.
The blood of boys is on the wind.
Their blood is mingled with the rain.






torsdag 26. juni 2014

.: Modern times !

.: Modern times !: There was a land, which I suppose, where everyone had  a crooked nose; And the crooked nose that everyone had in no manner did ma...

.: We are na fou, we're nae that fou, But just a drap...

.: We are na fou, we're nae that fou, But just a drap...: Fare-the-weel, thou first and fairest! Fare-the-weel, thou best and dearest! Thine be ilka, joy and treasure, Peace, enjoyment, Lowe and...

.: L'amour est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; - ...

.: L'amour est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; - ...: L'absence est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; Il eteint le petit, il allume le grand. Enn så lenge får jeg klare meg me...

.: My eyes went away from me following a dark girl wh...

.: My eyes went away from me following a dark girl wh...: She was made of black mother-of-pearl, made of dark purple grapes, and she lashed blood with her tail of fire. After them all ...

onsdag 25. juni 2014

.: I love my enemy...

.: I love my enemy...: It hurts in the sole of the foot, on the inside of the face, and it hurts in the cool trunk of the new-cut night. Love, my enemy, b...

.: Equivocar el camino es llegar a la mujer, la mujer...

.: Equivocar el camino es llegar a la mujer, la mujer...: Translation of ? Perhaps: To take the wrong road is to arrive at woman, woman unafraid of light, woman killing two roosters a second,...

.: Madrugada...

.: Madrugada...: Pero como el amor los saetros estan ciegos. Sobre la noche verde, las saetas dejan rastros de lirio caliente. La quilla de la l...

tirsdag 24. juni 2014

.: I am become like a pelican in the wilderness; and ...

.: I am become like a pelican in the wilderness; and ...: Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve, And hope without an object cannot live... Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my bo...

.: Kjærligheten til ett menneske er nok til å holde o...

.: Kjærligheten til ett menneske er nok til å holde o...: Liten ? Jeg ?  Langtifra. Jeg er akkurat stor nok. Fyller meg selv helt på langs og på tvers fra øverst til nederst. Er du større en...

.: The Bridge - The Traveler - The Rest...

.: The Bridge - The Traveler - The Rest...: The Bridge I have come a long way today; On a strange bridge alone. Remembering friends, old friends, I rest, without smile or moan,...

.: How nice... But these thing also are Spring and Su...

.: How nice... But these thing also are Spring and Su...: But these things also are Spring's - On banks by the roadside the grass Long-dead that is grey now Than all the Winter it was; Th...

.: The work is done. The hammer is laid down...

.: The work is done. The hammer is laid down...: The very need For love or joy or human part of thought, Pride, and the abstract greed For truth, that lifts the heart and doth allot A ...

.: Beside you, prone, my naked skins finds fault in t...

.: Beside you, prone, my naked skins finds fault in t...: Ring the big bells, cook the cow, put on your silver locket. The landlord is knocking at the door and I've got the rent in my pocke...

.: Out of us all that make rhymes, will you choose So...

.: Out of us all that make rhymes, will you choose So...: I know you: You are light as dreams, Tough as oak, Precious as gold, As poppies and corn, Or an old cloak: Sweet as our birds To the...

.: Often the silent-ness has but this one companions;...

.: Often the silent-ness has but this one companions;...: Call for the Robin-Red- brest and the wern, Since ore shadie groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers doe cover The friendlesse bod...

.: I love roads - The goddesses that dwell - Far alon...

.: I love roads - The goddesses that dwell - Far alon...: On this earth 'tis sure  We men have not made Anything that doth fade So soon, so long endure; The hill road wet with rain in th...

.: Stone within stone, and man, where was he ?

.: Stone within stone, and man, where was he ?: Air within air, and man, where was he ? Time within time, and man, where was he ? And give me silence, give me water, give ...

Stone within stone, and man, where was he ?



Air within air,
and man,
where was he ?

Time within time,
and man,
where was he ?

And give me silence,
give me water,
give me hope...

.: Det finnes alltid en å støtte seg til...

.: Det finnes alltid en å støtte seg til...: Den som drikker godt, skal Gud se... Den som drikker alt i en slurk, skal se  Gud og Magdalena.

Det finnes alltid en å støtte seg til...


Den som drikker godt,
skal Gud se...
Den som drikker alt i en slurk,
skal se  Gud og Magdalena.


.: Stately as a galleon, I sail across the floor, doi...

.: Stately as a galleon, I sail across the floor, doi...: So gay the band, So giddy the sight, Full evening dress is a must, But the zest goes out of a beautiful waltz When you dance bust to bus...

mandag 23. juni 2014

Ocean is a body more perfect than a wave, salt washing the sea line, and the shining bird flying without ground roots...


The sea

One single being,
but there's no blood.
One single caress,
death or rose.
The sea comes and reunites 
our lives and alone attacks 
and divides and sings
in night and day and man and creature.
The essence:
fire and cold:
Movement.



søndag 22. juni 2014

.: My eyes went away from me following a dark girl wh...

.: My eyes went away from me following a dark girl wh...: She was made of black mother-of-pearl, made of dark purple grapes, and she lashed blood with her tail of fire. After them all ...

My eyes went away from me following a dark girl who went by...



She was made of black mother-of-pearl,
made of dark purple grapes,
and she lashed blood
with her tail of fire.


After them all
I go.


A pale blond went by
like a golden plant
swaying her gifts.
And my mouth went
like a wave
discharging on her breast
lightning bolts of blood.


After them all
I go.



But to you,
without my moving,
without seeing you,
distant you,
go my blood and my kisses,
my dark one and my fair one,
my tall one and my little one,
my broad one and my slender one,
my ugly one,
my beauty,
made of all the gold
and of all the silver,
made of all the wheat
and of all the earth,
made of all the water
of the sea waves,
made for my arms,
made for my kisses,
made for my soul.


After them all
I will become a free man...

lørdag 21. juni 2014

.: Barefoot over the earth!

.: Barefoot over the earth!: Shavings curl on the beach Which berry-smells fill. A cottage grows up On Sintras hill In half-an-hour`s walk From the village My ...

.: Hay algo mas triste en el mundo que un tren inmóvi...

.: Hay algo mas triste en el mundo que un tren inmóvi...: Is there anything sadder in the world  than a stationary train in the rain? Finnes det noe tristere i verden enn et stillestående to...

.: Hospicio... Y las estrellas pobres, las que no ti...

.: Hospicio... Y las estrellas pobres, las que no ti...: At the Poorhouse And the poor stars that have no light ---o sorrow, sorrow, o lamentation !--- End up stuck in muddy blue. O...

fredag 20. juni 2014

.: Hay algo mas triste en el mundo que un tren inmóvi...

.: Hay algo mas triste en el mundo que un tren inmóvi...: Is there anything sadder in the world  than a stationary train in the rain? Finnes det noe tristere i verden enn et stillestående to...

.: Hospicio... Y las estrellas pobres, las que no ti...

.: Hospicio... Y las estrellas pobres, las que no ti...: At the Poorhouse And the poor stars that have no light ---o sorrow, sorrow, o lamentation !--- End up stuck in muddy blue. O...

Hospicio... Y las estrellas pobres, las que no tienen luz. ;que dolor, que dolor, que pena! están abandonadas sobre un azul borroso. ;que dolor, que dolor, que pena!


At the Poorhouse

And the poor stars
that have no light

---o sorrow,
sorrow,
o lamentation !---

End up stuck
in muddy blue.

O sorrow,
sorrow,
o lamentation !



.: He they complains my speech is dark--- But, the fo...

.: He they complains my speech is dark--- But, the fo...: Ha! ha! here comes to haunt us... Or haunt the goal. Guess who it is ! They call and shout Goal... Goal... Goal... But, I don&#39...

He they complains my speech is dark--- But, the football is round--- You quickly think it lost--- Football player is an ignorant type of...


Ha! ha! here comes to haunt us...
Or haunt the goal.
Guess who it is !
They call and shout
Goal...
Goal...
Goal...
But, I don't reach the ball !
For they are mad
And we are out.



It is ?

torsdag 19. juni 2014

.: De la rosa - - - The rose.

.: De la rosa - - - The rose.: La rosa                                                           The rose no buscaba la aurora:                                    was no...

.: Equivocar el camino es llegar a la mujer, la mujer...

.: Equivocar el camino es llegar a la mujer, la mujer...: Translation of ? Perhaps: To take the wrong road is to arrive at woman, woman unafraid of light, woman killing two roosters a second,...

.: Madrugada...

.: Madrugada...: Pero como el amor los saetros estan ciegos. Sobre la noche verde, las saetas dejan rastros de lirio caliente. La quilla de la l...

.: Hay algo mas triste en el mundo que un tren inmóvi...

.: Hay algo mas triste en el mundo que un tren inmóvi...: Is there anything sadder in the world  than a stationary train in the rain? Finnes det noe tristere i verden enn et stillestående to...

onsdag 18. juni 2014

.: Remember our street ? Where we used to meet and l...

.: Remember our street ? Where we used to meet and l...: A cold and wet wind came, cold even for springtime, to sweep you away like leaves that fell later the autumn after You'd gone....

.: Don't be afraid of tomorrow ...

.: Don't be afraid of tomorrow ...: Sometimes, It's like being lonely, Walking the dirt track road, You can sit, Watch the clouds, Time through the hour glass, Or...

.: All animals, except man, know that the principal b...

.: All animals, except man, know that the principal b...: I'm a runaway, when I was born They shut me up Inside myself. Ah, but I ran away. If people get sick Of living in The same old...

.: L'amour est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; - ...

.: L'amour est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; - ...: L'absence est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; Il eteint le petit, il allume le grand. Enn så lenge får jeg klare meg me...

.: Sin ningún viento, ;hazme caso! Gira, corazon; gir...

.: Sin ningún viento, ;hazme caso! Gira, corazon; gir...: Northern air, white bear of the wind! You come over my flesh shivering white bore-al auroras, with your cape of phantom captains, ...

tirsdag 17. juni 2014

.: Do you remember an Inn ? Do you remember ? What ?

.: Do you remember an Inn ? Do you remember ? What ?: Never more, My friend, Never more, Only the high peaks hoar; And You a torrent at the door. No sound In the walls of the Halls whe...

Do you remember an Inn ? Do you remember ? What ?


Never more,
My friend,
Never more,
Only the high peaks hoar;
And You a torrent at the door.
No sound
In the walls of the Halls where falls
the tread
Of the feet of the dead to the ground
No sound:
But the boom
Of the far Waterfall like Doom.


Do you remember an Inn ?
And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteers
Who hadn't got a penny;
And who weren't paying any,
Do you remember an Inn !


søndag 15. juni 2014

.: Framing a landscape or finding edges within:...dot...

.: Framing a landscape or finding edges within:...dot...: I lay on the edge of a green-coloured world. Etched on the sky, stood pine-tree and fire. Bees kept busying, Bumblebees buzzing. So...

.: Each soul is a demon? No man is a soul until he is...

.: Each soul is a demon? No man is a soul until he is...: I don't know if the stars rule the world Or if tarot or playing cards Can reveal anything. I don't know if the rolling of dic...

.: LOVE WITHOUT HOPE...

.: LOVE WITHOUT HOPE...: Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher swept off his tall hat to the Squire's  own daughter; So let the imprisoned l...

LOVE WITHOUT HOPE...



Love without hope,
as when the young bird-catcher
swept off his tall hat to the Squire's 
own daughter;
So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly
Singing about her head as she rode by...


.: For fools rush in where angels fear to tread...

.: For fools rush in where angels fear to tread...: The thunder of seas can be heard from afar, Their radiance dumbfounds and awes. No time has their water for respite and calm, Forever at...

.: On a day when the wind is perfect the sail just ne...

.: On a day when the wind is perfect the sail just ne...: Here is a relationship booster that is guaranteed to work: Every time your spouse or lover says something stupid... Make your eyes ...

On a day when the wind is perfect the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty for...


Here is a relationship booster
that is guaranteed to work:

Every time your spouse or lover
says something stupid...
Make your eyes light up as if you...
Just heard something
BRILLIANT.

So a good gauge of spiritual
health is to write down:

The three things you most want...

If they in any way differ,
you are in trouble.


.: God's admiration for us is infinitely greater than...

.: God's admiration for us is infinitely greater than...: With passion pray. With passion work. With passion make love. With passion eat and drink. With passion dance and play. Why look l...

God's admiration for us is infinitely greater than anything we can conjure up for Him.



With passion pray.
With passion work.
With passion make love.
With passion eat and drink.
With passion dance and play.

Why look like a dead fish
in this ocean of
God ?

Where am I going on this
glorious journey ?
To your house,
of course...


lørdag 14. juni 2014

.: Morgenens luft er som deilig bølgeskum. Dagen i da...

.: Morgenens luft er som deilig bølgeskum. Dagen i da...: Bunnløst var rådyrets blikk da det så meg. Foten fikk vinger av skrekk. Bare et øyeblikk stirret det på meg. Så fløy det dansende vek...

.: Let the world's sharpness like a clasping knife......

.: Let the world's sharpness like a clasping knife......: Let the world's sharpness like a clasping knife Shut in upon itself and do no harm In this close hand of Love, now soft and warm, ...

.: A hungry man is not a free man. . .

.: A hungry man is not a free man. . .: No life that breathes with human breath, Has ever truly longed for ?

.: By the living light...

.: By the living light...: Out in the sky, no one sleeps. No one, no one. No one sleeps. Lunar creatures sniff and circle the dwellings. Live iguanas will com...

fredag 13. juni 2014

.: ur hands imbibe like roots, so I place them on wha...

.: ur hands imbibe like roots, so I place them on wha...: There is a dog I sometimes take for a walk and turn loose in a field, when I can't give her that freedom I feel in debt. I ho...

ur hands imbibe like roots, so I place them on what is beautiful in this world... And I fold them in prayer and they draw from the heavens light.



There is a dog I sometimes take
for a walk and turn loose in a field,

when I can't give her that freedom
I feel in debt.

I hope God thinks like that and
is keeping track of all the bliss
He owes me...


.: Never seek to tell thy love, love that never told ...

.: Never seek to tell thy love, love that never told ...: I told my love, I told my love. I told her all my heart, Trembling, Cold, In ghastly fears... Ah, She doth depart. Soon as sh...

Never seek to tell thy love, love that never told can be; For the gentle wind does move silently, invisibly...


I told my love, I told my love.
I told her all my heart,
Trembling,
Cold,
In ghastly fears...
Ah,
She doth depart.


Soon as she was gone from me
A traveller came by
Silently,
Invisibly...
He took her with a sigh.
O,was no deny.


torsdag 12. juni 2014

.: Oh Guitarra !

.: Oh Guitarra !: La Guitarra                                                    The Guitar Empieza el llanto                                   ...

.: I don't always succeed in feeling what I know I sh...

.: I don't always succeed in feeling what I know I sh...: Even so, I'm somebody. I'm the Discoverer of Nature. I'm the Argonaut of true sensations. I bring a new Universe into the...

.: Ditt hjerte banker i mitt øre... Ditt blod strømme...

.: Ditt hjerte banker i mitt øre... Ditt blod strømme...: Penger Fattigdom Fotball Du fikser for meg Jeg fikser for deg. La oss få en sommer til Uten fotball ? Døm oss til livet... Verd...

Ditt hjerte banker i mitt øre... Ditt blod strømmer i min hånd... I solen brenner vi straffer... Fotball hva er det ?


Penger
Fattigdom
Fotball
Du fikser for meg
Jeg fikser for deg.

La oss få en sommer til
Uten fotball ?
Døm oss til livet...
Verden i gyllen
fotball brann !


.: Sin ningún viento, ;hazme caso! Gira, corazon; gir...

.: Sin ningún viento, ;hazme caso! Gira, corazon; gir...: Northern air, white bear of the wind! You come over my flesh shivering white bore-al auroras, with your cape of phantom captains, ...

Sin ningún viento, ;hazme caso! Gira, corazon; gira, corazon. --- Without any wind -Look sharp!- Turn, heart. Turn, my heart.


Northern air,
white bear of the wind!
You come over my flesh
shivering white bore-al
auroras,
with your cape of phantom
captains,
laughing aloud at Dante.
Oh polisher of stars!
But you've come
too late.
My case is musty
and I've lost the key.

Without any wind
-Look sharp!-
Turn, heart
Turn my heart.
To...
Football in
Brazil;
Do you got 
the ball?

As you 
not known ... 
Madness 
Far away in 
soul deserted 
Football in 
Brazil. 
Some will 
Win or ...