Lyrics of Vinter över ån - Lars Winnerbäck

Vinter över ån (original)

«Det var nnting jag skulle frga» sa han strax efter la han p Det var vl inte s viktigt
Men det vxte sig frsiktigt I hennes huvudvrk nd Som en gnagande frga
Hon ker in till stan ibland och irrar runt dare som ett fn Fast han skert redan flyttat dare ifrn
Tiden gare och hsten fryser till
Och blir till vinter ver n Det var nnting hon skulle svarat
Nnting som hon kom p Nare hon lste I en tidning
Nnting om ensamhetsfrtvirning
Inget srskilt men nd Hon skulle skert frklarat nnting
Hon gare hem frbi hans lgenhet har dom mlat och byggt om Han har vl skert tatt' sig loss och vnt sig om Frn stan s vntar hst som fryser till
Och blir till vinter ver dom
Han kunde frgat hur hon knde
Och frklarat vad som hnde
Han kunde sagt nnting om alla sina goda teorier
Dom kunde skert tagit en fika.
Han skulle sett att dom var lika
Hare stare nu hon med huvudvrk och svare I grubblerier
Finns inte plats fare ngra trar nu Nare hans och hennes mark har blivit till en ken
Ingen lek att vara frken
Hennes kram har blivit en spark mot alla stela tysta drar
Och hennes varma mjuka rum are nu blivit en benvit korridor
Dare hon om natten gare svare bits och slare
tiden gare och hsten fryser till
Och det are lngt till nsta vare
Det glmmts ett hjrta kvar I frosten
En man som aldrig aldrig skrev
En man som undrar om hon grter
Och kanske hon frlter om hon fick veta om hans brev
Som ligger kvar p posten
Han ker in till stan ibland och irrar runt dare som ett fn Fast hon skert redan flyttat dare ifrn
Tiden gare och hsten fryser till
Och det blir vinter ver n Han ville frga hur hon knde
Och frklara vad som hnde
Han ville sga ntt om alla sina goda teorier
Han skulle grna ta en fika
Och han vet att dom are lika
Lika komiska nare bda trampar runt I grubblerier

(translation)

"That was something I should ask," he said shortly after, adding that it was not so important
But it grew cautiously In her headache nd Like a gnawing question
She drives into town sometimes and wanders around like a fn Although he must have already moved there from there
Time passes and autumn freezes
And it will be winter over n It was nnting she would answer
Something she came up with When she read a newspaper
Nothing about loneliness
Nothing special but nd She should clearly explain nnting
She went home from his apartment, they painted and rebuilt. He has probably taken off and turned around.
And it will be winter for them
He could have asked how she could
And explained what happened
He could say nothing about all his good theories
They could hardly have had a coffee.
He would have seen that they were equal
Hare now she stares with headache and responds in brooding
If there is no place for danger, some people now think Nare his and her land have become a ken
No game to be a miss
Her hug has become a kick against all rigid silent pulls
And her warm soft rooms have now become an off-white corridor
At night she would rather answer bits and pieces
time gare and autumn freezes to
And it's a long way to go
A heart was forgotten in the frost
A man who never never wrote
A man who wonders if she is crying
And maybe she's wondering if she found out about his letter
Which remains on the record
He drives into town sometimes and wanders around like a fn Although she must have already moved there from there
Time passes and autumn freezes
And it's going to be winter now. He wanted to ask how she was
And explain what happened
He wanted to say something about all his good theories
He would like to have a coffee
And he knows they are the same
Equally comical nare both tread around in brooding