Lyrics of Under månen - Lars Winnerbäck

Under månen (original)

Fru Bast hlsade p den natten fri frn alla domedagsdressyrer
Mnen stod I zenit ver n I Dionysos vinkapell satt lvorna och skla med satyrer
Och vi hylla vare frgngelsedemon
Det var sommar och du skulle hrifrn
Och jag sg bjlken I mitt ga men sn insikt hjlper fga
Nare Freja plockat ut sitt honorar
D vill man skrika brja om och stanna kvar
Men vem hare en sdan sliten kommentar?
Inga svar
Men stjrnor fll och lvor hll oss fngna I ett avsked under mnen
Domedagsprofeter satt och grt
Och orden om frsoning fick sitt liv som aldrig hrts I telefonen
En kyss I Dionysos tte-a-tte
Ett snedsteg av frlt som jag frlt
Fare mnen har en kraft som frnuftet aldrig haft och aldrig fare
Och d gare det som det gare
Sen vill jag skriva allt jag sett s nn frstare
Fast inga toner kan frklara hur jag mare
Och det blev sent och det blev tyst
Och nare Bacchus hade kysst oss blev du rdd och jag blev stel
Och du sa allt det hare are fel
Men alla lvor hll oss kvar och nu var dden uppenbar vid vrat avsked under mnen
Och timmarna vi hade och som gick frsvann med tanken bort I dimman
Vi vnde innan Venus syntes klart
Och landa I en sng med valda ord och sg vare sista vargatimme
Satyrer vnde hem frn flkt och fart
Det va lugnt och tyst men knappast underbart
Fare are man trtt p ensamhet har tystnad mist sin dignitet
Nu var vi tv men ensamheten gav sig p Och den anfll med ett tal om allt jag inte kunde f Och du sg det men du bad mig inte g, men frst
Och det vart en sekund av evighet och en sekund av osynliga trar
I Dionysos dissonans
En sekund var klarsynt och frstod att jag var en av tusen drar
Som hoppas harmoni och tolerans
Men letar s febrilt I lvors dans
S jag gick hem s konsekvent till mig och mina instrument
Och sagan fick det s*** den skulle ha Men det var sommar d och natten blev ju bra s det va vackert
Men det sg jag frst idag
Och nare jag vandrar ut ikvll till Dionysos vinkapell och ser satyrer hja glas
Och lvor dansa I extas
Jag vinglar sakta ner till n och snder hlsning drifrn till en drottning under
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(translation)

On that night, Mrs. Bast was free from all doomsday dressage
Men stood at the zenith over n In Dionysus' wine chapel sat the lions and sat with satires
And we pay homage to the demon of remembrance
It was summer and you were going to hrifrn
And I saw the beam In my ga but such insight helps fga
Nare Freja picked out her fees
Then you want to shout start again and stay
But who has such a tired comment?
No answers
But stars fell and lvor kept us trapped In a farewell during the months
Doomsday prophets are sitting and crying
And the words of reconciliation got their lives that were never heard on the phone
A Kiss In Dionysus' tte-a-tte
A slip of the tongue that I felt
Danger men have a power that reason has never had and never danger
And d gare it as it gare
Then I want to write everything I've seen so far
Although no tones can explain how I feel
And it got late and it got quiet
And when Bacchus had kissed us, you got scared and I got stiff
And you said all that hare are wrong
But all lvor kept us and now the death was obvious at our farewell during the months
And the hours we had and that passed disappeared with the thought away in the fog
We turned before Venus appeared clear
And land in a song with chosen words and say every last wolf hour
Satyrs returned home from flight and speed
It was calm and quiet but hardly wonderful
If you are tired of loneliness, silence has lost its dignity
Now we were two but the loneliness gave way And it attacked with a speech about everything I could not get And you said it but you did not ask me to go, but first
And there was a second of eternity and a second of invisible tears
I Dionysus dissonance
One second was clear-sighted and understood that I was one of a thousand drags
Who hopes for harmony and tolerance
But looking so feverishly In lvors dance
So I went home consistently to myself and my instruments
And the saga got what it was supposed to have But it was summer d and the night turned out well so it was beautiful
But I only saw that today
And when I walk out tonight to Dionysus' wine chapel and see satyrs by the glass
And lvor dance In ecstasy
I sway slowly down to n and send greeting drive to a queen below
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