Текст и перевод песни Morten Harket - Elisabeth Synger Ved Johannes Døperens Død

Elisabeth Synger Ved Johannes Døperens Død

Jeg var for roen,
Alderdommen rede
Da Herren gav meg frukt
å bringe frem:
En sønn, som skulle tjene
Ham her nede
Kom hel og nyfødt til vårt stille hjem.
De la deg til mitt bryst,
Svøpt inn i klede.
Du vokste opp.
Var aldri ond og slem.
Så ulik andre barn,
Jeg kunne se det -
Men å!
Jeg øonsket at du var som dem!
Så dro du for å la din styrke flomme.
Du døpte, refset, gjorde rent,
Så jorden
Var rede for en mann som skulle komme ...
Han kom. Du døde.
Da var kallet omme.
Du var en evig fremmed her
På jorden:
Et barn av sjerner, ja.
Og jeg var moren

Elisabeth Sings at John the Baptist's Death

I was too old,
Too ripe for bearing,
When God one day did grant me fruit:
A son was born, to serve Him here on
earth,
And make the way, for one to come.
He came, all fresh and new, to our quiet home.
We laid Him on my breast,
Wrapped up in clothes,
And He did thrive.
He never was an ill child.
So different from another child,
I could see that
And Oh!
I wished that He had been like them.
Then off He went, to let His spirit flow.
He preached, He cleansed, He made the way,
So all
Would be made ready, for one to come.
He came, you died,
Your work was done.
You were a stranger here on
earth,
A son of stars, yeah.
And I was mother