Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song De Tyske Soldater, artist - Pede B. Date of issue: 24.08.2014
Song language: Danish
De Tyske Soldater(original) |
| For ti år siden på et lille hospital |
| Der holdt han sit livs allersidste tale |
| For der var noget som de hellere måtte finde frem igen |
| For hans søster boede stadigvæk i deres barndomshjem |
| Og under gulvbrædderne der lå det stadig |
| Støvet, rustent, koldt og ubehageligt |
| De ringede da de fandt den |
| Betjenten fra Hillerød var ved at få kaffen galt i halsen |
| Ingen af os kendte detaljerne |
| For han har aldrig rigtig fortalt om det |
| Men frihedsfonden gav ham penge til sin dødsdag |
| Hvilket siger mig der lå noget seriøst bag |
| Det gir' mig noget at leve op til |
| Vil så gerne tænke jeg kan stå der med folkene |
| Men jeg må droppe det, selvom tanken den er lokkende |
| Kan ikk' sætte mig ind i hvordan de så på odds’ne |
| Vender mit syn mod de faner |
| Der stod på halvt på grund af tyske soldater |
| Vi så dem som syge psykopater |
| Der gik rundt i gaden som et syret teater |
| Min familie gjorde ord til handling |
| Og valgte med den satsning at risikere alting |
| Ved ikke om det var sådan jeg vil ha tacklet det |
| Men jeg ønsker det brændende |
| Min morfars storebror tog sin afsked ved |
| At fortælle hvor maskingeværet var gravet ned |
| For de var frihedskæmpere, og det er tit jeg tænker |
| Om jeg ku' gøre som disse mennesker |
| Ville væde med jeg ville hade de tyske soldater |
| Opfordre folk til at skyde på de tabere |
| Ønske de var i overfyldte lokaler |
| Der blev bombarderet med bly og granater |
| Eller andre våben, lige i kraniet på dem |
| Spytte i gulvet når folk nævnte navnet på dem |
| Folk valgte side og endte med at dø for dem |
| Min bedste vens oldefar faldt ved østfronten |
| Og vi har set billeder i sort hvid |
| Af ham som nazist fra en alt for fjern fortid |
| Vi havde forfædre på hver vores side |
| Så jeg gad godt vide |
| Om vi overhovedet ville kunne sammen |
| Hvis vi havde levet i den kulde sammen |
| For når hadet i dig hyler og vræler |
| Ser du kun tyske soldater |
| Min morfars storebror tog sin afsked ved |
| At fortælle hvor maskingeværet var gravet ned |
| For de var frihedskæmpere, og det er tit jeg tænker |
| Om jeg ku' gøre som disse mennesker |
| (translation) |
| Ten years ago in a small hospital |
| There he gave the very last speech of his life |
| Because there was something they had better find out again |
| For his sister still lived in their childhood home |
| And under the floorboards there it still lay |
| Dusty, rusty, cold and uncomfortable |
| They called when they found it |
| The officer from Hillerød was getting the coffee wrong in his throat |
| None of us knew the details |
| Because he never really told about it |
| But the Freedom Fund gave him money for his day of death |
| Which tells me there was something serious behind it |
| It gives me something to live up to |
| Would so like to think I can stand there with the people |
| But I have to drop it, even if the thought is enticing |
| Can not understand how they looked at the odds |
| Turns with his mod the tabs |
| There stood at half because of German soldiers |
| We saw them as sick psychopaths |
| It walked around the street like an acid theater |
| My family turned words into action |
| And chose with that bet to risk everything |
| Do not know if that was how I would have tackled it |
| But I want it burning |
| My grandfather's big brother said goodbye |
| To tell where the machine gun was dug down |
| Because they were freedom fighters, and that's often I think |
| If I could do like these people |
| Would bet I would hate the German soldiers |
| Encourage people to shoot at the losers |
| Wish they were in crowded rooms |
| They were bombarded with lead and grenades |
| Or other weapons, right in the skull of them |
| Spit in the floor when people mentioned the name of them |
| People chose side and ended up dying for them |
| My best friend's great-grandfather fell on the eastern front |
| And we've seen pictures in black and white |
| By him as a Nazi from an all too distant past |
| We had ancestors on each our side |
| So I was wondering |
| If we could be together at all |
| If we had lived in that cold together |
| For when the hatred within you howls and howls |
| Do you see only German soldiers |
| My grandfather's big brother said goodbye |
| To tell where the machine gun was dug down |
| Because they were freedom fighters, and that's often I think |
| If I could do like these people |