Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Afsked, artist - Nota Bene. Date of issue: 24.12.2013
Song language: Danish
Afsked(original) |
| Det ikk' mig, det ikk' mig, det resten af verden |
| Der vender den forkerte vej, sir' han til sit spejl |
| Finder ingen at bebrejde eller pege fingre af |
| Når sindets inderste lag slipper sat tag |
| ??? |
| sikkerhed, stikker af |
| Og det går «klik» og ??? |
| Og det føles så virkeligt at det blir' det |
| Selvom man har venner der vil tale |
| Men det et svaghedstegn så han holder det væk |
| Holder tæt, griber bollerne og spiller kæk |
| Man er vel mand selvom man har stemmer fra sin væg |
| Eller vinden taler med dig når du holder kæft |
| Og det startede så småt |
| Med små tankestrenge han ku' styre, han er smart som fuck |
| Men snart hober det sig op |
| Ro der' usynlig for ham selv, men ikk' for hans flok |
| Og vi grinte lidt af det, fattede ikk' hva' han fortalte |
| Satte smil på tvivl, ku' ikk' begribe at manden var fra forstanden |
| Så det gik som det gjorde |
| Vi ku' ikk' ta' det, vi battler, men skizofrenien består |
| Så smil blev til tårer |
| Vi gik fra vanvid når ??? |
| Livet er hårdt |
| Jeg holder fast i minder |
| Nedfælder fra dem der glemmer |
| Vi forlod dem, vi forstod dem ikk' |
| Vi vasker hænder |
| Forladt af venner |
| Kæmper med sig selv |
| Vi ka' se fornuften kæntre |
| Men har bare ikk' pladsen længere |
| (translation) |
| It's not me, it's not me, it's the rest of the world |
| There's turning the wrong way, sir' he said to his mirror |
| Finding no one to blame or point fingers at |
| When the innermost layer of the mind escapes |
| ??? |
| security, runs away |
| And it goes «click» and ??? |
| And it feels so real that it will |
| Even if you have friends who want to talk |
| But it a sign of weakness so he keeps it away |
| Holds close, grabs the balls and plays smart |
| You are a good man even if you have voices from your wall |
| Or the wind talks to you when you shut up |
| And it started small |
| With little strings of thought he can control, he's smart as fuck |
| But soon it piles up |
| Ro there' invisible to himself, but not to his flock |
| And we laughed a little at that, didn't understand what he was saying |
| Put smiles on doubt, couldn't understand that the man was out of his mind |
| So it went as it did |
| We ku' ikk' ta' it, we battle, but the schizophrenia persists |
| So smiles turned to tears |
| We went from crazy when ??? |
| Life is tough |
| I hold on to memories |
| Precipitation from those who forget |
| We left them, we didn't understand them |
| We wash hands |
| Abandoned by friends |
| Fighting with himself |
| We can see sanity capsize |
| But just don't have the space anymore |