Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fabel, artist - Bjørn Eidsvåg. Album song Endelig Voksen, in the genre Музыка мираDate of issue: 29.07.1980
Record label: Kirkelig Kulturverksted
Song language: Norwegian
Fabel(original) |
| Det var langt på dag — jeg våknet av min rus |
| Jeg sto opp og gikk ut i en folketom by |
| Med søndagskledte hus |
| Det var sol og stjerner og fuglesang |
| Det var vondte minner og klokkeklang |
| Det var tømmermenn, jeg var lei av alt |
| Det var dagen etter og alt var galt |
| Min verden lå i grus |
| Midt i gaten sprang en flokk med sang og spill |
| Det var bedehusfolket i byen som kom |
| Ja tro det den som vil |
| Jeg så kristne danse til felelåt |
| Og jeg hørte latter og gledesgråt |
| Jeg så frelste sjeler og mørkemenn |
| De kom bort og ba meg: bli med oss hjem |
| Du hører Herren til! |
| Jeg forlot min sorg, og glemte nattens kjør |
| Jeg ble med dem i dansen og fulgte dem frem |
| Til bedehusets dør |
| Vi gikk inn og danset til Herrens pris |
| Jeg tror sangen hørtes i paradis |
| Det ble sagt vi feiret en bryllupsfest |
| Jeg fikk brød og vin, jeg var hedersgjest |
| Og glad som aldri før! |
| Det ble kvekd og natt, vi ga hvernadre ly |
| Vi satt skulder ved skulder i ring rundt et lys |
| Og kjente dagen gry |
| Det var smerte omsorg og gledesrus |
| Det var håp og vanvidd og vingesus |
| Det var vakre sanger om himmelen |
| Og jeg følte meg som et barn igjen |
| Jeg var blitt født påny |
| (translation) |
| It was late in the day - I woke up from my intoxication |
| I got up and went out into a deserted city |
| With Sunday-clad house |
| It was sun and stars and birdsong |
| There were painful memories and the sound of bells |
| There were hangovers, I was tired of everything |
| It was the next day and everything was wrong |
| My world was in shambles |
| In the middle of the street ran a herd of song and games |
| It was the people of the prayer house in the city who came |
| Yes, believe it whoever wants |
| I saw Christians dancing to fiddle songs |
| And I heard laughter and tears of joy |
| I saw saved souls and dark men |
| They came over and asked me: come with us home |
| You belong to the Lord! |
| I left my grief, and forgot the night's run |
| I joined them in the dance and followed them forward |
| To the door of the house of prayer |
| We went in and danced to the Lord's praise |
| I think the song was heard in paradise |
| It was said we were celebrating a wedding party |
| I got bread and wine, I was the guest of honor |
| And happy like never before! |
| It was quake and night, we gave each other shelter |
| We sat shoulder to shoulder in a circle around a candle |
| And felt the day dawn |
| It was pain care and intoxication of joy |
| There was hope and madness and wing rustling |
| There were beautiful songs about heaven |
| And I felt like a child again |
| I had been born again |