Lyrics and translation Eldar Vågan - En spiss millimeter

En spiss millimeter

En spiss millimeter gramofonstift
Snudde opp ned på ællt inni huggu' mitt
En grå novemberdag i treogsøtti
En spiss bitteliten diamantstift
Tok å møblerte om ællt inni huggu' mitt
Der barnesang og vers en gong hadde søtti
Dæ' skjedde midt i Gjøvik sentrum
Je kjøpte gramofon og album
Og plata het Grand Hotel med Procol Harum
Je var en tynn slyngel ta en tenåringsgutt
Som fækk spara litt pe'eng mæ hår ukeslutt
For å kjøpe meg båndopptager mæ lys i knappa
Og je les brosjyre både tynn og tjukk
Om det fineste nye i designerlook
Og skreiv opp teknisk data i religionsboka
Men je kjøpte gramofon i stella
For den paste jo rætt mæ sida
Ta subwoofer'n hass far i radiohylla
Og heme vente a' mor mæ karbonadesmørbrø'r og kakao
Mens je koble opp forsterker'n for å spelle av orgelsolo
I stereo
I frå en spiss millimeter gramofonstift
Som har styrt det mæste ta livet mitt
En grå novemberdag i treogsøtti
Nå står gramofon i kjeller'n under en ødelagt kassettspeller
Og plata står i hylla mæ falme cover og slitte riller
Spelt i filler
Ta en spiss millimeter gramofonstift
Som førændre ælt inni huggu' mitt
En grå novemberdag i treogsøtti

Sharp millimeter

Sharp millimeter phonograph stylus
Turned everything upside down in my mind
On a gray November day in '63
A sharp, tiny diamond stylus
Took and rearranged everything in my mind
Where nursery rhymes and verses once had settled
It happened right in the center of Gjøvik
I bought a gramophone and an album
And the record was called Grand Hotel by Procol Harum
I was a skinny kid of a teenager
Who got to save a little money each weekend
To buy myself a tape recorder with lights in the buttons
And I read brochures both thin and thick
About the finest new in designer look
And wrote down technical data in my religion book
But I bought a gramophone instead
Because it fit right with the side
Of Father's subwoofer on the radio shelf
And home waited mother with hamburgers and cocoa
While I wired up the amplifier to play an organ solo
Stereo
From a sharp millimeter gramophone stylus
Which has controlled most of my life
On a gray November day in '63
Now the gramophone is in the basement under a broken cassette player
And the record is on the shelf with a faded cover and worn grooves
Played to pieces
By a sharp millimeter gramophone stylus
That changed everything in my mind
On a gray November day in '63