Текст и перевод песни Per Vers - Dum

Dum

Den dreng er dum
Den dreng er dømt dum
Hver gang han åbner mund ville han ønske han var stum
Han er dum
Den dreng er dømt dum
Hver gang han åbner mund bli'r deres tæer krumme
Han er dum
Det' deres dom

En til igen, der aldrig bli'r bøgernes ven
For han er dum
En til igen, der ikke ka' holde på en pen
For han er dum

Den dag han kom ud og sku' op på vægten
Var den eneste gang hvor alle var tilfredse med knægten
Kilo og højde godkendte mål
Far fandt cigarerne frem og råbte "Skål!"
For den lille optursgut
Så tro'de de det med målingerne det var slut
Men nej, første dag i skole:
Værsgo, her er dit bord og din stol
Og anden dag: her er bogstavet A
Men først er der lige en lille test du ska' ta'
Og derfra, målt og vejet non stop
Røde lamper blinker når man ikke har hånden op
Men hans hænder tænker selv når de rammer et papir
Og gør alt andet end hvad læreren si'r
En hel verden skal tegnes og designes
Fri fantasi kan ikke lige point-beregnes
Og hvis det ikke gi'r nogen point
Så får skolen ingen penge så de siger: "Dumme dreng
Så'n noget lærer vi ikke her i skolen
Vi skal ikke bygge noget, for vi er ikk' fra Polen
Vi skal ikke svede, for vi er ikke kines'
De holder aldrig pause for at skide eller spise
Vi ska' være de vestlige voksne
Der tænker ud af boksen, for dér ligger bucks'ne!"
Så sagde han "men", så sagde de "tys"
Så tog de en pen, så satte de et kryds:
Han var dum

Vi har ikk' tid eller råd til at gøre dig klog
Men det gør ikk' noget, du ska' nok bestå
Vi skal ikke omkode dit lille hoved
Det 'uden medicin eller elektrode
Vi timer bare at hver eneste test
Handler om den sidste side I har læst
Så si'r testen du er klog når du tager den
Selvom du intet ved om resten af verden
Sådan kan man opgradere
Så selv tabere får topkarakter
Så passer tallene i automaten
Så bli'r de så lallende glade inde i staten
Men det var ikke alle der tændte på det lal
Han rakte hånden op og spurgte til de tal:
Herr lærer, jeg vil gerne spørge - aha
Jeg har et regnestykke - aha
Det er ikke om kroner og ører - aha
Det 'om min egen lykke - aha
Hvis vi ta'r bredden på mit smil
Gange temperaturen på min indre ild
Fra engang hvor den var et bål
Divideret med nu hvor den er nul
Hvad bli'r den så, den endelige sum?
Det ka' ikk' passe at jeg har regnet det ud, fordi jeg er jo

DUM...

Dumb

That boy is dumb
That boy is deemed dumb
Every time he opens his mouth, he wishes he were numb
He is dumb
That boy is deemed dumb
Every time he opens his mouth, their toes curl up in a drum
He is dumb
That's their verdict, glum

Another one, never a friend of books
Because he is dumb
Another one, can't hold a pen
Because he is dumb

The day he came out and had to get on the scale
Was the only time everyone was pleased with the male
Kilos and height, approved measures
Dad got out the cigars and shouted, "Cheers!"
For the little boy of joy
They thought that was the end of the measuring ploy
But no, first day of school:
Here's your table and your chair, cool
And the second day: here's the letter A
But first, there's a little test you gotta take, okay?
And from there, measured and weighed non-stop
Red lights flash when you don't have your hand up, flop
But his hands think for themselves when they hit a paper
And do everything but what the teacher says, like a caper
A whole world to be drawn and designed
Free imagination can't be easily point-defined
And if it doesn't give any points
Then the school gets no money, so they say: "Dumb boy, anoints
We don't teach stuff like that here in school
We're not building anything, we're not from Poland, cool?
We're not sweating, 'cause we're not Chinese'
They never take breaks to shit or eat, appease
We gotta be the Western adults
Who think outside the box, 'cause that's where the bucks exalt!"
So he said "but", so they said "shush"
So they took a pen, so they put a cross, a rush:
He was dumb

We don't have the time or money to make you smart
But it doesn't matter, you'll probably pass, take heart
We won't recode your little head
It's without medicine or electrode, instead
We just time each and every test
To be about the last page you read, the rest?
So the test says you're smart when you take it
Even though you know nothing about the rest of the world, fake it
That's how you can upgrade
So even losers get top grades, cascade
So the numbers in the machine fit
So they get so happy and giddy in the state, a bit
But not everyone was turned on by that lal
He raised his hand and asked about those numbers, tall:
Mr. Teacher, I would like to ask - aha
I have a math problem - aha
It's not about crowns and ears - aha
It's about my own happiness - aha
If we take the width of my smile
Times the temperature of my inner fire, a while
From a time when it was a bonfire
Divided by now, where it's zero, dire
What does it become, the final sum?
It can't be right that I figured it out, because I am...

DUMB...