Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sommerfugl, artist - Ataf
Date of issue: 06.02.2005
Song language: Danish
Sommerfugl(original) |
For evigt mærket en — del af hjertet |
Vil altid føles hul |
Du prøver gemme det, du vil glemme det |
Ved at holde det skjult |
Men jeg kan høre dig og forsøger bare |
På at synge din blues, for |
Du' en sommerfugl |
Så spred dine vinger ud |
Slaget rammer hendes kind, lammer hendes sind |
For hun havde aldrig nogensinde troet, han ville slå hende igen |
Nu hun paralyseret — ude af stand til at reagere |
Hendes mands dominans gør hende tam og dresseret |
Underkuet, følelsen brænder under huden |
Sjælen skriger — hun er i åndeligt underskud |
Knust samler hun skårene fra det krus |
Han smadrede på vej ud af det her hus bygget på blues |
Hun ser spørgsmålstegn i sin drengs øjne |
Skal hun fortælle ham sandheden eller fylde ham med løgne |
Hun gør det sidste, for det' klart det nemmeste |
Overbevist om, at drengen nok ska' glemme det |
Men forgæves — hendes ansigt er alt for hævet |
Og det ikke første gang, hun er blevet tævet |
Men hun lader som om, intet er hændt |
For snart er klokken fem — så kommer han hjem igen |
For evigt mærket — en del af hjertet |
Vil altid føles hul |
Du prøver gemme det, du vil glemme det |
Ved at holde det skjult |
Men jeg kan høre dig og forsøger bare |
På at synge din blues, for |
Du' en summerfugl |
Så spred dine vinger ud |
Jeg har forsøgt, men nogle ting kan ikk' forklares |
De skal erfares, før de åbenbares |
Man må gi' folk den tid, det ta’r |
Før de er parate og åbne for alle de gode råd, man har |
Desværre er hendes selvværd bedøvet |
Hun ligger ned i støvet — er usikker ked og bedrøvet |
Hun har vænnet sig til at være underdanig |
Hans ord smælder, når han skælder, men hun smiler som sædvanlig |
Ka'' gemme sit hjerte, men ikke de grå hår |
Og dybe rynker, der bekræfter hendes sorg |
Dette spejlbillede gør, at hun ikk' længere kan lyve |
Hun må bryde skallen, bruge sine vinger, så hun ka' flyve |
For evigt mærket — en del af hjertet |
Vil altid føles hul |
Du prøver gemme det, du vil glemme det |
Ved at holde det skjult |
Men jeg kan gøre dig og forsøger bare |
På at synge din blues, for |
Du' en sommerfugl |
Så spred dine vinger ud |
Og du må ikk' gi' op (du må ikk' gi' op) |
Og du må ikk' sige stop (du må ikk' sige stop) |
Så rejs dig blot (så rejs dig blot) |
Det går jo nok (det går jo nok) |
Og du må ikk' gi' op (du må ikk' gi' op) |
Og du må ikk' sige stop (du må ikk' sige stop) |
Så rejs dig blot, det går jo nok |
Du ved jo godt, hvad der skal til |
Hun går ikk' længere i blinde nu |
Er en anden kvinde nu med gejsten og lysten til at vinde nu |
Og hun stråler — der' ingen mand, der råber |
Er ikk' længere begrænset, kan ikk' længere bremses |
Står ikk' længere det samme sted — hun er kommet videre |
Selvom mindet til tider stadig springer frem og bider |
For hendes kamp har været stor — det har sat sine spor |
Jeg hendes førstefødte, hun er min mor |
For evigt mærket — en del af hjertet |
Vil altid føles hul |
Du prøver gemme det, du vil glemme det |
Ved at holde det skjult |
Men jeg kan gøre dig og forsøger bare |
På at synge din blues, for |
Du' en sommerfugl |
Så spred dine vinger ud |
(translation) |
Forever marked a — part of the heart |
Will always feel hollow |
You try to save it, you want to forget it |
By keeping it hidden |
But I can hear you and just trying |
On singing your blues, for |
You' a butterfly |
So spread your wings |
The blow hits her cheek, paralyzes her mind |
Because she never thought he would hit her again |
Now she paralyzed — unable to react |
Her husband's dominance makes her tame and dressed |
Subdued, the feeling burns under the skin |
The soul screams — she is in spiritual deficit |
Devastated, she collects the shards from that mug |
He smashed his way out of this house built on the blues |
She sees question marks in her boy's eyes |
Should she tell him the truth or fill him with lies |
She does the latter, because it's clearly the easiest |
Convinced that the boy will probably forget it |
But in vain — her face is way too swollen |
And it's not the first time she's been beaten |
But she pretends nothing has happened |
Because soon it will be five o'clock — then he will come home again |
Forever marked — a part of the heart |
Will always feel hollow |
You try to save it, you want to forget it |
By keeping it hidden |
But I can hear you and just trying |
On singing your blues, for |
You' a summer bird |
So spread your wings |
I have tried, but some things cannot be explained |
They must be experienced before they are revealed |
You have to give people the time they need |
Before they are ready and open to all the good advice you have |
Unfortunately, her self-esteem is numb |
She lies down in the dust — is uncertain sad and sorrowful |
She has gotten used to being submissive |
His words slur when he scolds, but she smiles as usual |
Ka'' hide his heart but not the grey hairs |
And deep wrinkles that confirm her grief |
This mirror image means that she can no longer lie |
She must break the shell, use her wings so she can fly |
Forever marked — a part of the heart |
Will always feel hollow |
You try to save it, you want to forget it |
By keeping it hidden |
But I can do you and just try |
On singing your blues, for |
You' a butterfly |
So spread your wings |
And you mustn't give up (you mustn't give up) |
And you can't say stop (You can't say stop) |
So just get up (just get up) |
It's okay (it's okay) |
And you mustn't give up (you mustn't give up) |
And you can't say stop (You can't say stop) |
So just get up, it's all right |
After all, you know what it takes |
She no longer walks blindly now |
Is a different woman now with the spirit and desire to win now |
And she shines — there's no man shouting |
If ikk' is no longer limited, ikk' can no longer be slowed down |
Standing no longer in the same place — she has moved on |
Although at times the memory still jumps out and bites |
Because her struggle has been great — it has left its mark |
I her firstborn, she is my mother |
Forever marked — a part of the heart |
Will always feel hollow |
You try to save it, you want to forget it |
By keeping it hidden |
But I can do you and just try |
On singing your blues, for |
You' a butterfly |
So spread your wings |