Lyrics and translation Nik & Jay - Når Et Lys Slukkes

Når Et Lys Slukkes

Speedometeret viser 65,
Han kører igennem den indre by.
Asfalten er våd, hans Benz er forholdsvis ny.
Et Rolex-ur bevidner om en sund økonomi.
Han dufter som han skal, hans hår redt tilbage med gele.
Han er en god mand, typen de fleste kan li',
Men hvor han får sine penge fra, er det de færreste der ved.
Det er det hurtige liv, livet i overhalingsbanen,
Der hvor folk kommer og går, der hvor man sjælendt ser hinanden.
Der hvor de aller største drømme, bli'r til virkelighed.
Der hvor nogen når skyerne og andre falder ned.
Der hvor han mistede fodfæstet, og kom ud i noget rod.
Der hvor han havnede i et spil, som han aldrig helt forstod.
Gaderne bli'r mindre nu, han skruer op for sin yndlings sang.
En halvtømt flaske vodka under sædet ved siden af ham.
Et ekstra tryk på speederen han ser ikk' for godt ud.
En tåre triller ned af venstre kind i takt med regnen på hans rude.
Alt for høj promille i blodet, alt for mange tanker i hovedet.
Rødt lys han ser ikke noget, bremsen i bund.
Filmen knækker, han lukker øjnene, han ved hvor det ender.
Hører et brag, og lyset forsvinder.

En helt normal dag, et helt specielt liv,
Der forsvinder på et øjeblik,
Men jeg tror på at, når ét lys slukkes,
Så tændes der et nyt.
En helt normal dag, et helt specielt liv,
Der forsvinder på et øjeblik,
Men jeg tror på at, når ét lys slukkes,
Så tændes der et nyt.

I dag har hun det faktisk næsten helt godt.
Hun er selv overrasket
For i så lang tid har hendes liv været helt fuck'd
Siden hendes mand forlod hende, for et par år siden,
Hvor hun blev vraget for en yngre kvinde, men i dag dufter alt anderledes.
Et lidt lysere humør, så hun får en manicure, og går til frisøren,
Og da hun forlader shoppen, ringer hendes mobil,
Det er hendes datter, der har noget fantastisk at fortælle.
Så de mødes i kongens have, og omfavner hinanden,
For mor og datter, har virkelig savnet hinanden.
Og fra bænken under træerne på aléen,
Beslutter de sig for at snakke videre på caféen.
Og de går, ud af porten og ud på gaden,
Og de er tæt omslynget for der er koldt i købstaden,
Og datterens kæreste ringer, han slutter sig til dem,
Og hun føler sig helt ung igen, og hun går der i midten.
De er næsten ved caféen, da hun møder en veninde,
Og siger til de andre, de bare kan vente derinde,
Det er sidste hun når at sige til dem,
Før en bil smadrer over for rødt, direkte ind i dem

En helt normal dag, et helt specielt liv,
Der forsvinder på et øjeblik,
Men jeg tror på at, når ét lys slukkes,
Så tændes der et nyt.
En helt normal dag, et helt specielt liv,
Der forsvinder på et øjeblik,
Men jeg tror på at, når ét lys slukkes,
Så tændes der et nyt.

En mand midt i 30'erne, træder ind i sit hjem.
Foran ham venter konen og en tiltrængt weekend.
Hans ansigt bærer præg af, at hans profession er hård,
Han er falkredder, på 10'ende år.
Han sætter sig ved middagsbordet og virker virkelig træt,
Han rører ikke sin vin, og nipper kun til sin yndlingsret.
Hun spørger ham forsigtigt: "Skat, er der noget galt?".
Han kigger ned og mumler: "Hmm, alt er vel helt normalt".
Men hun kender ham for godt, så hun spørger ham igen.
Og denne gang bryder han sammen, og siger med gråd i stemmen:
Et forfærdeligt uheld, 3 døde, en bil i brand,
En ung mand, hans kæreste og deres ufødte barn".
Hun rejser sig op, hun holder om ham, og trøster ham,
For hun kan mærke at det her virkelig har rystet ham.
Men pludselig afbrydes de af en barnestemme, der siger:
Mor, hvorfor græder far? Far, se her
De vender sig om, og de kan ikk' lade være at smile.
Der står deres 5-årige søn med maling over det hele.
Han har en tegning i hånden, han siger: "Far du må få den".
Den forestiller deres familie, og en sol der skinner på dem.

En helt normal dag, et helt specielt liv,
Der forsvinder på et øjeblik,
Men jeg tror på at, når ét lys slukkes,
Så tændes der et nyt.
En helt normal dag, et helt specielt liv,
Der forsvinder på et øjeblik,
Men jeg tror på at, når ét lys slukkes,
Så tændes der et nyt.

When a Light Goes Out

The speedometer shows 65,
He drives through the inner city.
The asphalt is wet, his Benz is relatively new.
A Rolex watch testifies to a healthy economy.
He smells the way he should, his hair slicked back with gel.
He's a good man, the type most people like,
But where he gets his money from, few people know.
It's the fast life, life in the fast lane,
Where people come and go, where you rarely see each other.
Where the biggest dreams come true.
Where some reach the clouds and others fall down.
Where he lost his footing and got into some trouble.
Where he ended up in a game he never quite understood.
The streets are getting smaller now, he turns up his favorite song.
A half-empty bottle of vodka under the seat next to him.
One more push on the accelerator, he doesn't look too good.
A tear rolls down his left cheek in time with the rain on his window.
Too much alcohol in his blood, too many thoughts in his head.
Red light, he sees nothing, brakes to the bottom.
The film breaks, he closes his eyes, he knows how it ends.
He hears a bang, and the light disappears.

A perfectly normal day, a very special life,
That disappears in an instant,
But I believe that when one light goes out,
Another one is lit.
A perfectly normal day, a very special life,
That disappears in an instant,
But I believe that when one light goes out,
Another one is lit.

Today, she's actually feeling almost good.
She's surprised herself
Because for so long her life has been completely fucked up
Since her husband left her a couple of years ago,
Where she was dumped for a younger woman, but today everything smells different.
A slightly brighter mood, so she gets a manicure and goes to the hairdresser,
And as she leaves the shop, her mobile rings,
It's her daughter who has something fantastic to tell.
So they meet in the King's Garden and embrace each other,
Because mother and daughter have really missed each other.
And from the bench under the trees on the avenue,
They decide to continue talking at the café.
And they walk, out of the gate and out onto the street,
And they are closely entwined because it's cold in the market town,
And her daughter's boyfriend calls, he joins them,
And she feels quite young again, and she walks there in the middle.
They're almost at the café when she meets a friend,
And tells the others they can just wait inside,
That's the last she gets to say to them,
Before a car crashes through a red light, straight into them

A perfectly normal day, a very special life,
That disappears in an instant,
But I believe that when one light goes out,
Another one is lit.
A perfectly normal day, a very special life,
That disappears in an instant,
But I believe that when one light goes out,
Another one is lit.

A man in his mid-30s steps into his home.
His wife and a much-needed weekend await him.
His face shows that his profession is tough,
He has been a firefighter for 10 years.
He sits down at the dinner table and seems really tired,
He doesn't touch his wine and only sips his favorite dish.
She asks him cautiously, "Honey, is something wrong?".
He looks down and mumbles: "Hmm, everything is quite normal".
But she knows him too well, so she asks him again.
And this time he breaks down and says with a sob in his voice:
A terrible accident, 3 dead, a car on fire,
A young man, his girlfriend and their unborn child".
She gets up, she holds him and comforts him,
Because she can feel that this has really shaken him.
But suddenly they are interrupted by a child's voice saying:
Mom, why is dad crying? Dad, look here
They turn around and they can't help but smile.
There stands their 5-year-old son with paint all over him.
He has a drawing in his hand, he says: "Dad, you can have it".
It depicts their family and a sun shining on them.

A perfectly normal day, a very special life,
That disappears in an instant,
But I believe that when one light goes out,
Another one is lit.
A perfectly normal day, a very special life,
That disappears in an instant,
But I believe that when one light goes out,
Another one is lit.