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Date of issue: 31.12.1971
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: Swedish
Omkring tiggarn från Luossa(original) |
Omkring tiggarn frn Luossa satt allt folket I en ring |
Och vid lgerelden hrde de hans sng |
Och om bettlare och vgmn och om underbara ting |
Och om sin lngtan sjng han hela natten lng |
Det are ngot bortom bergen, bortom blommorna och sngen |
Det are ngot bakom stjrnor, bakom heta hjrtat mitt |
Hren — ngot gare och viskar, gare och lockar mig och beder: |
«Kom till oss ty denna jorden, den are icke riket ditt |
Jag har lyssnat till de stillsamma bljeslag mot strand |
Om de vilda havens vila har jag drmt |
Och I anden har jag ilat mot de formlsa land |
Dare det kraste vi knde skall bli glmt |
Till en vild och evig lngtan fddes vi av mdrar bleka |
Ur bekymrens fdselvnda steg vare frsta jmmerljud |
Slngdes vi p berg och sltter fare att tumla om och leka |
Och vi lekte lg och lejon, fjril, tiggare och gud |
Satt jag tyst vid hennes sida, hon, vars hjrta var som mitt |
Redde hon med mjuka hnder mt vrt bo |
Hrde jag mitt hjrta ropa, det du ger are ej ditt |
Och jag frdes bort av anden att f ro |
Det jag lskar, det are bortom och frdolt I dunkelt fjrran |
Och min rtta vg are hg och underbar |
Och jag lockas mitt I larmet till att bedja infare Herran: |
«Tag all jorden bort, jag ga vill vad ingen, ingen har!» |
Flj mig broder, bortom bergen, med de stilla svala floder |
Dare allt havet somnar lngsamt inom bergomkransad bdd |
Ngonstdes bortom himlen are mitt hem, har jag min moder |
Mitt I guldomstnkta dimmor I en rosenmantel kldd |
M de svarta salta vatten svalka kinder feberrda |
M vi vara mil frn livet innan morgonen are full! |
Ej av denna vrlden var jag och ondlig vedermda |
Led jag fare min oro, otro, och min heta krleks skull |
Vid en snckbesllad havsstrand stare en port av rosor tunga |
Dare I vila multna vraken och de trtta mn f ro |
Aldrig hrda hga snger likt fiolers ekon sjunga |
Under valv dare evigt unga barn av saligheten bo |
(translation) |
Around the begging nets from Luossa, all the people sat in a circle |
And at the fire they heard his song |
And about beggars and vgmn and about wonderful things |
And about his longing he sang all night long |
There is something beyond the mountains, beyond the flowers and the song |
There's something behind the stars, behind my hot heart |
Hren - something gare and whispers, gare and entices me and prays: |
"Come to us, for this earth is not your kingdom |
I've been listening to the quiet breezes towards the beach |
I have dreamed about the rest of the wild seas |
And in the spirit I have hurried to the formal lands |
Dare the craziest we could be forgotten |
To a wild and eternal longing we were born of pale mothers |
From the birth of worry came the first moaning sound |
We were thrown on mountains and there was no danger of tumbling and playing |
And we played lg and lion, butterfly, beggar and god |
I sat quietly by her side, she, whose heart was like mine |
She saved with soft hands mt vrt bo |
I heard my heart cry, what you give is not yours |
And I was led away by the Spirit to sow |
What I love, it's beyond and hidden in the dark distance |
And my right path is high and wonderful |
And I am enticed in the midst of the alarm to pray to the Lord: |
"Take away all the earth, I want what no one, no one has!" |
Follow me brother, beyond the mountains, with the still cool rivers |
Dare all the sea falls asleep slowly within rock-encircled bed |
Ngonstdes beyond heaven are my home, I have my mother |
In the middle of golden mist in a rose cloak dressed |
M the black salty water cool cheeks feverish |
May we be miles from life before the morning is full! |
Not of this world was I and wickedly abominable |
Let me risk my worries, disbelief, and the sake of my hot love |
At a seaside beach, a port of roses heavy stares |
Dare I rest rotten wrecks and the tired mn f ro |
Never hear loud songs like violin echoes sing |
Under vaults dare forever young children of bliss live |
The Swedish characters åäö were all dropped in the Swedish text, sometimes making the translation wrong.
Name | Year |
---|---|
Gabrielle | 2007 |
Spelmannen | 1972 |
Per Ols Per Erik | 1972 |
No Time | 1990 |
Vårkänning | 1972 |
Brooklandsvägen | 1972 |
Sizzi | 1972 |
Om aftonen | 1972 |
Jag väntar vid min mila | 1972 |
Lilla vackra Anna | 1971 |
Där björkarna susa | 1971 |
Aldrig mer | 2001 |
Början till slutet | 1990 |
Björkens visa | 1990 |
Baby Those Are The Rules | 1990 |
Adjö farväl | 1966 |