Paroles et traduction Bjørn Eidsvåg - Ein Liten Vimpel (Remastered)

Ein Liten Vimpel (Remastered)

Det e lett å bli banale
Når ein ytre seg om fred
Ein bør vokta vel sin tale
Skal ein sei nåke om det
Så månge fredstog spora av
Så månge tapte illusjonar
Så månge egne svik mot krav
Te løft for sultne millionar

Men eg kan'kje la vær å tru
At det e klokt å gi seg hen
Te noke større enn egen kynisme
Mismotet kan aldri bli ein venn
Så eg heise ein liten vimpel
Eg synge ein sang om at fred
E større enn vår evne te å skap'an
Og at me vokse ved å hengi oss te det

Eg vet møkkje om demonar
Og vet ennå mer om svik
Eg trur i blant som fler kujonar
At ufølsomhet gjør rik
Finns det reine og det heile?
Har sjøl håpet gått i svart?
Og ber om mot t'å vaga seila
Itte eit annerledes kart

Men eg kan'kje la vær å tru
At det e klokt å gi seg hen
Te noke større enn egne svik
Skammen kan vel aldri bli ein venn

Så eg heise ein vimpel...

A Small Banner (Remastered)

It's easy to become banal
When one expresses oneself about peace
One should guard one's speech well
Should one say something about it
So many peace marches have derailed
So many lost illusions
So many personal betrayals of demands
For promises to starving millions

But I can't help but believe
That it's wise to surrender oneself
To something greater than one's own cynicism
Despondency can never become a friend
So I raise a small banner
I sing a song about how peace
Is greater than our ability to create it
And that we grow by dedicating ourselves to it

I know nothing about demons
And know even more about betrayal
I sometimes believe, like many cowards
That insensitivity makes one rich
Do the pure and the whole exist?
Has hope itself gone black?
And I pray for the courage to dare to sail
According to a different map

But I can't help but believe
That it's wise to surrender oneself
To something greater than one's own failures
Shame can never become a friend

So I raise a banner...