Lyrics of Abu Constantin - L.O.C.

Abu Constantin (original)

Jeg har aldrig helt forstået hvorfor
Gud vil' sæt' en dæmon ind i hovedet på mig
Ikk' før at jeg så dig
For hel' dit liv har jeg våget over dig
Hel' mit liv vil jeg våge over dig
Selv når jeg går bort, vil jeg våge over dig
Og til enhver, der ku' kryds' din vej, jeg vover dig
De har aldrig følt smerte
Ikk' kendt Helvede, før de ser mig
Og jeg sværger, det bli’r det sidste, de gør
Før jeg ta’r deres syn, la' dem vandre i mørke
Sandheden har de aldrig helt forstået
Så la' vær med at lyt', når de si’r, far er syg i hovedet
De mangler blot mandsmod
Og du ska' aldrig nogensinde mangle noget
Så luk du blot din' øjne, og drøm dig væk
Jeg håber, natten den bli’r god og lang
Ja, jeg ved det godt, far snakker for meget
Så jeg ska' nok tie stil' og syng' din sang
Once upon a time there was
Irish ways and Irish laws
Villages of Irish blood
Waking to the morning
Then Cromwell and his soldiers came
Started centuries of shame
But they’ll never make us turn
We are a river flowing
Today the struggle carries on
I wonder will I live so long
To see the gates be opened up
To a people and their freedom

(translation)

I never quite understood why
God will 'put' a demon into my head
Not before I saw you
For the whole of your life I have watched over you
All my life I will watch over you
Even when I pass away, I will watch over you
And to anyone who could 'cross' your path, I dare you
They have never felt pain
I'k known Hell before they see me
And I swear, that's the last thing they do
Before I take their sight, let them walk in darkness
They have never fully understood the truth
So do not 'listen' when they say dad is mentally ill
They just lack the courage of men
And you'll never miss anything
Then just close your eyes and dream away
I hope the night gets good and long
Yes, I know, Dad talks too much
So I'll probably keep quiet 'and sing' your song
Once upon a time there was
Irish ways and Irish laws
Villages of Irish blood
Waking to the morning
Then Cromwell and his soldiers came
Started centuries of shame
But they’ll never make us turn
We are a river flowing
Today the struggle carries on
I wonder will I live so long
To see the gates be opened up
To a people and their freedom