Paroles et traduction Ulf Lundell - Dagar Utan Slut

Dagar Utan Slut

Jag satt fattig som en lus
I mitt omoderna hus
Till klockan tre varenda natt
Jag var en ung rebell
Kvll efter kvll
Jag var en gud
Som kikna av skratt
Sa nn sitt! sa jag st
Sa nn stopp! sa jag g
Jag stod vid sidan om
Med min grimas
Sa nn kften! s skrek jag
Sa nn lova! s svek jag
Allt fr att hlla
Min frihets bas
Nr Nixon bomba Hanoi
Den dr julen
Gick jag med dom andra
Till Amerikas ambassad
Annars skydde jag marscher
Och makter och mten
Som ville mrklgga sinnet
Och hindra en grabb
Att va fri och glad
Jag gick med ftterna bara
Mitt bland fllornas fara
Jag var frsvunnen
Innan nn kom fram
Dom sa: Ta dej i kragen
Men jag gav fan i lagen
Och mitt hr
Kom aldrig i nrheten av en kam
Jag hrde solrosen sjunga
Nr ntterna var tunga
Jag sg gryningen komma
Som lfte och hopp
Jag kunde lyfta frn marken
Nr jag sprang genom parken
Och knde vingarna
Vxa fram ur min kropp
Jag skrev dikter och snger
Under almarna
Jag var Rimbaud
I min egen apocalyps
Jag kunde skratta t en hippie
Och grta t en progg
Och sparka en vnsterpuritan
I hcken
Och klippa av en sidenslips
Vi var berusade
Vi var frlskade
Vi var frtvivlade
Frbannde
Frsummade
Vi kom frn hem och borg
Vi kom frn gator, torg
Vi var p rymmen frn allt
Som var stelt och kallt
Som ville ha oss ner p kn
Vi sa: Ett land vars ungdom
Inte gr uppror
R ett land som det r synd om
Och vi sa det p ett stt
Som drp av svett
Vi sa: Finns det liv efter dden
S r det hitom
Dom tog oss ibland
Med batongen i hand
Frskte banka oss till lydnad
Och hut
Men i gryningen var v

Days Without End

I used to be poor as a church mouse
In my unmodern house
Until three every night
I was a young rebel
Night after night
I was a god
Roaring with laughter
So shut your mouth! I said stop
So shut up! I said go
I stood on the sidelines
With my grimace
So shut up! I shouted
So promise! I lied
All to protect
My freedom's bass
When Nixon bombed Hanoi
That Christmas
I joined the others
At the American embassy
Otherwise, I avoided marches
And powers and meetings
That darkened the mind
And prevented a young man
From being free and happy
I walked there barefoot
Amongst the filth's danger
I vanished
Before they could reach me
They said: Get a grip
But I ignored the law
And my hair
Never came close to a comb
I heard the sunflower sing
When nights were heavy
I saw the dawn come
As promise and hope
I could rise from the ground
When I ran through the park
And felt the wings
Grow from my body
I wrote poems and songs
Under the elms
I was Rimbaud
In my own apocalypse
I could laugh at a hippie
And cry at a prog
And kick a left-wing puritan
In the butt
And cut off a silk tie
We were intoxicated
We were in love
We were desperate
Cursed
Neglected
We came from homes and castles
We came from streets, squares
We were on the run from everything
That was rigid and cold
That wanted to bring us down on our knees
We said: A country whose youth
Doesn't rebel
Is a country to feel sorry for
And we said it in a way
That dripped with sweat
We said: Is there life after death
It's right here
They caught us sometimes
With a baton in hand
Tried to beat us into submission
And silence
But at dawn, we were free