Mediemassøsen / 99 - SebastiAn traduction en anglais

Mediemassøsen / 99

Der i et lille bitte kammer
Sover prinsessen på sten
Herude høres evig latter
Maskiner skyder folk ned
Ned med hængepatter og med selvmål
Når mediemassøsen har talt
Så tryk dine lyster ind på knapper
Din lynlås er gået i stå.

Så spørg jeg dig
Hvorfor dit hjerte banker
Er det fordi du drømmer
Dig helt andre tanker

Der bag lås slå og tremmer
Hjælpes de der hjalp os forud
Til at kigge gennem glemmebriller
Forstærkere i nærsyn.
Syndikatet svarer altid venligt
Forførende døvende svagt
Og du fornemmer du er såre vigtig
For fremtidigt resultat.

Så spørg jeg dig
Hvorfor dit hjerte banker
Er det fordi du drømmer
Dig helt andre tanker

Der i en overmåde fæstning
Ruller din personlighed
I en millimeter EDB
Bindes du til enighed
Hæderlige borgere forlanger
Fortrolighed og diskretion
At de er blevet lisså ens som alle andre
Ja, det rager sku' da ikke nogen

Så spørg jeg dig
Hvorfor dit hjerte banker
Er det fordi du drømmer
Dig helt andre tanker

Der foran ved en firkantet kasse
Gemmer du dig under eget tag
Indimellem høres om forrykte
Der gribes i at stikke af
Og du' næsten blevet lykkelig
Uvidende om alt andet end
Direktiverne fra din sidste dosis
Nu åbner du for endnu en

Så spørg jeg dig
Hvorfor dit hjerte banker
Er det fordi du drømmer
Dig helt andre tanker

Dér, før du svæver ud i natten
Nagler du angstens silhuette
På Gollgathas blodige høje
Har du pisket din sjæl til et bræt.
Friheden lokker efter døden
I livet er den (alligevel) for trang
De siger at Jesus led for alle
- Lige siden har alle lidt for ham

Så spørg jeg dig
Hvorfor dit hjerte banker
Er det fordi du drømmer
Dig helt andre tanker

Det eneste jeg er, er et menneske
Det eneste jeg har er dig
Imellem os et sted ligger frygten
Der altid fører os hver sin vej
Mediemassøsen er vor leder
Om løgnen vi får kan vi slås
I stedet for at knuse disse altre
Disse guder, dette kors.

The Media Masseuse / 99

In a tiny little chamber
The princess sleeps on a stone
Here, endless laughter can be heard
Machines are shooting people down
Stop sagging breasts and own goals
When the media masseuse has spoken
Then press your desires into buttons
Your zipper's stuck.

Then I ask you
Why your heart is pounding
Is it because you're dreaming
Completely different thoughts

There behind bars, locks, and grates
Those who helped us are helped in advance
To look through forgetful glasses
Amplifiers with myopia.
The syndicate always answers pleasantly,
Seductively and faintly deafening
And you have the feeling you are very important
For future outcomes.

Then I ask you
Why your heart is pounding
Is it because you're dreaming
Completely different thoughts

In an overly large fortress
Your personality unfolds
In a millimeter computer
You are forced into agreement
Honorable citizens demand
Privacy and discretion.
That they've become as equally indifferent as everyone else
Well, that's really none of my business.

Then I ask you
Why your heart is pounding
Is it because you're dreaming
Completely different thoughts

There in front of a square box
You hide under your own roof
News is heard about outcasts
Who are caught running away
And you have nearly become very happy
Unaware of everything other than
The directives from your last dose
Now you open yourself up to another one

Then I ask you
Why your heart is pounding
Is it because you're dreaming
Completely different thoughts

There, before you float out into the night
You pin the silhouette of fear
On the bloody heights of Golgotha
Have you flogged your soul upon a board?
Freedom beckons after death
In life it's (still) too narrow
They say that Jesus suffered for everyone
- Ever since everyone has suffered for him.

Then I ask you
Why your heart is pounding
Is it because you're dreaming
Completely different thoughts

The only thing I am is a human being
The only thing I have is you
Somewhere between us lies fear
Which always takes us each our separate ways
The media masseuse is our leader
About the lies we are told, we can argue
Instead of smashing these altars
These gods and this cross.