Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ný batterí, artist - Sigur Rós. Album song Ágætis byrjun - A Good Beginning, in the genre Пост-рокDate of issue: 04.07.2019
Record label: Krunk
Song language: Icelandic
Ný batterí(original) |
| Heftur með gaddavír |
| í kjaftinum sem blæðir mig |
| Læstur er lokaður inn í búri |
| Dýr nakinn ber á mig |
| Og bankar upp á frelsari |
| Ótaminn setur í ný batterí |
| Og hleður á ný |
| Og hleður á ný |
| Og hleður á ný |
| Og hleður á ný |
| Við tætum tryllt af stað |
| út í óvissuna þar |
| til að við rústum öllu og reisum aftur |
| Aftur á ný |
| Aftur á ný |
| Aftur á ný |
| Aftur á bak þar sem við ríðum |
| Aftur með gaddavír |
| sem rífur upp gamalt gróið sár |
| Er orðinn ryðguð sál |
| Rafmagnið búið |
| Mig langar að skera |
| Og rista sjálfan mig á hol |
| En þori það ekki |
| Frekar slekk ég á mér |
| Aleinn á ný |
| Constrained by barbed wire |
| in my bleeding mouth |
| Locked in a cage |
| Naked animals beat me |
| And a savior knocks |
| An untamed animal inserts new batteries |
| And charges once again |
| And charges once again |
| And charges once again |
| And charges once again |
| We set off |
| into the unknown |
| until we destroy everything and are dominant |
| Once again |
| Once again |
| Once again |
| Once again into the back where we ride |
| The barbwire returns |
| in my mouth, ripping an old healed wound |
| My soul has grown rusty |
| The electricity is gone |
| I want to cut |
| And slice myself to death |
| But lacking courage, |
| I shut myself off instead |
| I’m alone again |
| (translation) |
| Staples with barbed wire |
| in the mouth that bleeds me |
| Lock is locked in a cage |
| Animal naked bears on me |
| And knocks on the savior |
| Ótaminn puts in a new battery |
| And reloads |
| And reloads |
| And reloads |
| And reloads |
| We go crazy |
| out into the uncertainty there |
| to ruin everything and build again |
| Again |
| Again |
| Again |
| Back to where we ride |
| Again with barbed wire |
| which tears up an old healed wound |
| Has become a rusty soul |
| The electricity is off |
| I want to cut |
| And carve myself into a hole |
| But dare not |
| I rather turn it off |
| Alone again |
| Constrained by barbed wire |
| in my bleeding mouth |
| Locked in a cage |
| Naked animals beat me |
| And a savior knocks |
| An untamed animal inserts new batteries |
| And charges once again |
| And charges once again |
| And charges once again |
| And charges once again |
| We set off |
| into the unknown |
| until we destroy everything and are dominant |
| Once again |
| Once again |
| Once again |
| Once again into the back where we ride |
| The barbwire returns |
| in my mouth, ripping an old healed wound |
| My soul has grown rusty |
| The electricity is gone |
| I want to cut |
| And slice myself to death |
| But lacking courage, |
| I shut myself off instead |
| I’m alone again |