Текст песни Byberg's Lament - Ylvis

My dream, was just a simple diving board.
Something that Hamar could afford to build.
My dream was killed. Now I'm lost.
Oh god kill me now, just set me free.
For I no longer wish to be, I am to tired now to fight.
Geir Bybergs life will end tonight.
Byberg.
God, is that you?
You have forgotten who you are?
What do you mean?
You are the deputy mayor of Hamar,
The second most important man in
City council. Finish the diving tower.
But how? The people hate me and we have no more money.
You live in Norway. There's always more money.
Just hold a press conference, take the blame, and you will be fine.
But what will I tell them?
Press conference Byberg.
God!
Press conference.
God don't leave me. Don't leave me God.
Press conference.
No, God (crying).
I will do as you say.
Press conference on its way.
There will be biscuits there, and awkward atmosphere.
I will take all the blame.
I'll bow my head in shame.
Hamar prepare for my confession.