A Studboy Submission: Sad and Melancholy

(Scott) sort of a theme of late, mostly given all MY personal issues, but this is a great post, Studboy sums it up perfectly, so not much commentary is needed from ME, but I thank him, and thanks SO MUCH for the lyrical translations! Fantastic submission.
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When I have to feed my sadness and melancholy. I put a record from a Danish artist on the player. Soeren Huss, (singer in Saybia) lost his girlfriend in a traffic accident, and was left alone with his 2 years old daughter, who also was badly injured. After 3 years in silence he emerge with a Danish spoken record filled with sadness, despair and that hope his daughter make him want to live.

Soeren Huss - Troen og Ingen (The faith and no one)

1	Som Mejslet I Massiv Granit
2	Velkommen Hjem
3	Du Er
4	Fra Tanke Til...
5	...Hvorfor?
6	Svigt
7	Jeg Finder Vej
8	Intet Er, Intet Bliver
9	Et Hav Af Udstrakte Hænder
10	Troen & Ingen
11	Tak For Dansen...

Translated lyrics I have found:

You Are (Du Er)...

Flickering lights fade away

disappearing into

the horizon of you

letting an indescribable conflict

into a relative time of space

because you're here so full of life

your head tilted, laughing

and in a moment of unfathomable silence

I feel only love

You are so beautiful

You are so beautiful

You are so beautiful

And you are...

You are...

Why (Hvorfor)?

Such a beautiful crosswalk,

I think I'll lay down on it

And wait for the right person

To forget hitting the break

I hate you of a full heart

The way only a drunk man can hate

Don't worry, tomorrow it will once again

Be empty

You can get this calmly down

From the bird after an escape

I see the church, the harbor and tralala,

And nothing of it in the eyes

Now I am from the party on my way again

Suddenly all ways lead me home

I plow myself out into hustle thoughts

of another life

May I take you apart?

Please, let me

It's not decidedly a need

Just indefinable and unfulfilled

Let Down (Svigt)

You're slowly sliding through reeds and rushes
You calmly row forwards

A lonely and unmanageable life

near the shore of a home

You only need little or a lot less
Of what's in between

The indomitable hope of easing of the dawn

and the requiem of the twilight

You only feel the space behind the blue of the sky

you only talk with the dead

Even the night, which once was temptingly rough

is untouched and desolated

Without the view's mirror on the insight

which has been given to the slain man

Staring your eroded, ash gray face

uninterrupted towards land

You've Got To See It

You've got to see it
see it live in the blue of two eyes

You've got to get that far

first crawl, then walk

You've got to see it

see it live in the blue of two eyes

You've got to get that far

first crawl, then walk

notice the light voice

yelling from the bottom of the boat

"Who are you looking for? When will we arrive?"

looks down and runs aground

You've got to see it

see it live in the blue of two eyes

You've got to get that far

first crawl, then walk

You've got to see it

see it live in the blue of two eyes

You've got to get that far

first crawl, then walk

You've got to see it

see it live in the blue of two eyes

You've got to get that far

first crawl, then walk

A Sea of Outstretched Hands

(Et hav af udstrakte hænder)

I can see him from my home

I have met him, along my way

Heard the clamoring friends

And the rasping gums shout

The shameless mirror on all movements

From his ravaged human body

As one who clearly and undoubtedly let himself fall

When life's kindness collapsed

Maybe there were no hands

That reached down into the beast's foaming maw

Held him tight to the desire to be

Able to carry more than the bottle

Maybe we couldn't reach it

Because time passes, they had to hold on tight

Because they're not the one that's broken, homeless, on the bench

With no prospects for anything other than harm

With all dreams burst

Without faith, without hope

With a heart that's screaming,

"I can't go on anymore

I think I'll just lie here..."

Among fallen trees...

Among fallen trees...

Among fallen trees...

Among fallen trees...

I have gazed up from the depths
And I saw a turbulent sea

Of outstretched hands

When love reached down

Held me tight, and held so long

That I could finally wrest myself free

With the will to stand on my own and hold onto

The thought of living

With all dreams burst

Without faith, without hope

With a heart that's screaming,

"I can't go on anymore

I think I'll just lie here"

The Faith and No One (Troen Og Ingen)

Never ending corridors

for vaguely lit rooms

Impossible distances

for a limited intellect

In a tragic notion
about own abilities

the brain is pushed*

to the last drop

That's not enough,

isn't sufficient

That's how I feel

and then that's how it will be

One day I'll part happy

towards the eternal peace

And over the waters of life

Under the very last bridge

In the spirit for you

you

In the spirit for you

you

It's not something I think

It's the way it is

It's what I see
When I miss you

you

you

you

you

• He actually sings "The brain is wringed," but I found "pushed" more suiting in English