| Vad blir det kvar av detta ttital
| What is left of this ttital
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| Vad blir det vi minns
| What will we remember?
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| Vad br vi med oss dit vi ska
| What should we take with us where we are going
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| I en tid av frvirring
| In a time of confusion
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| Vill jag summera vad som hnt
| I want to summarize what happened
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| Lra mig av misstagen
| Learn from the mistakes
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| Frst vad jag har knt
| First what I've known
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| Fr jag vill lra mig att knna
| Because I want to learn to know
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| Istllet fr att glmma
| Instead of forgetting
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| Fr mitt I natten nr jag inte kan sova
| For the middle of the night when I can not sleep
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| Kommer det jag velat gmma, det jag velat gmma
| Will what I wanted to hide, what I wanted to hide
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| (ref)regnet skljer ver allt som hnder
| (ref) the rain covers everything that happens
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| Slcker alla ljus du tnder
| Extinguish all candles you light
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| S dra upp tcket och be en bn
| Then pull up the cover and ask for a prayer
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| Tills vinden vnder
| Until the wind turns
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| Det hller p till gryningen
| It's going to dawn
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| Demonerna gr och kommer igen
| The demons go and come again
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| Allt du gjort det kommer nu
| Everything you did it comes now
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| Som det gjort varenda natt frut
| As it did every night frut
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| Och tio are frn nu
| And ten are from now
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| Sitter du med man och barn
| Do you sit with husband and children
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| Vgar jag ens hoppas att den mannen are jag
| If I even hope that man is me
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| Vi br vra vskor
| We should wear shoes
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| Med livets smutsiga tvtt
| With life's dirty laundry
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| Och frgorna kommer tillbaks
| And the questions come back
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| Vad var fel och vad var rtt
| What was wrong and what was right
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| Dom dr breven jag aldrig snde
| Those letters I never saw
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| Orden jag borde sagt
| The words I should have said
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| Dom kommer tillbaks till mig, varje natt
| They come back to me, every night
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| (ref)regnet skljer ver allt som hnder…
| (ref) the rain hides everything that happens…
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| (ref)regnet skljer ver allt som hnder… | (ref) the rain hides everything that happens… |