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Sunday, June 19, 2016

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)

1Som Mejslet I Massiv Granit
2Velkommen Hjem
3Du Er
4Fra Tanke Til...
5...Hvorfor?
6Svigt
7Jeg Finder Vej
8Intet Er, Intet Bliver
9Et 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


 

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