Translation of the song lyrics Når Sandheden Kommer Frem - Strøm

Når Sandheden Kommer Frem (original)

Der var engang vi var kendt for frisind og tolerance
Da vi var i balance og gav en hver en fair chance
Da vi var kendt for åbenhed, kendt for håb og fred
Dem der lagde våbnene ned og nægtede at stå på geled
Til vi gav magten til højrefløjen
Så de kunne sende os alle sammen i krig på en løgn
For at bekæmpe uretfærdighed med uretfærdighed
Og så tvivl om værdighden i vores egn retfærdighed
For vores leder er en dukke der bukker sig
Lader sig diktere af George Bush og det skuffer mig
Ikk' fordi jeg ser det fra en piedestal
Men jeg sir' hvad jeg ser, og jer ser den er splittergal og rablende
Lad os invadere alverdens steder
Så de kan få det ligesom os og tro de har det bedre
Imens Osama sværger krig og lover bål og brand
Vi er jo et land i krig, så vi' et legitimt mål for ham
Det til trods sover vi trygt om natten
For det' rabatten på skatten der præger debatten
Snakken om solidaritet, hva' blev der af den
Hvis det er stilen vil jeg hverken eje eller ha' den
For George Bush sagde 1−2-10, så' der krig
Tony Blair sagde 1−2-10, så' der krig
Anders Fogh vidste ikk' hva' han sku' sige
Så han bad dem lyne ned og fortælle ham hva' de ku' li'
Hvad er i bange for
Hva' fortier i, hva' er det i løber fra
Hvad vil i angre når
Når sandheden kommer frem
Hvad er i bange for
Hvad fortryder i, hvor’n vil i mon forklare
Alt det i angrer når
Sandheden kommer frem
Når katastrofen den rammer så er vi knyttet sammen
Så gør vi nytte sammen, holder i hånd og synger støttesag
Normalt er fællesskabet svært at finde
Solidariteten finder vi vel ved verdens ende
Altså verdens ende, eller hvor fanden er den henne?
Jeg fandt den hverken i KBH eller Kerteminde
Men jeg så hvordan regeringen fik det sat i stand
Mere til os selv og mindre til de fattige lande
Og så tror de de kan komme og købe aflad
Og bilde os ind at katastrofen den er aftaget
Men det' fornemt bare at stå og ryste med raslebøssen
Når det i sidste ende kniber lidt med snakkelysten
For nationen bliver mere og mere fremmedfjendsk
Mens Anders Fogh og Bertal Haarder sipper Gammel Dansk
Det' nye tider, i kan stadig ikk' slå os ihjel
Men den enkelte må lære at passe på sig selv
For selvfølgelig står en hver sig selv nærmest
Men lær være at fortrænge det, vær i det mindste ærlig omkring det
Vi må hæve os over hykleriet
Selvom det nok kommer til at ta' os et stykke tid
Så jeg spør'
Hvad er i bange for
Hva' fortier i, hva' er det i løber fra
Hvad vil i angre når
Når sandheden kommer frem
Hvad er i bange for
Hvad fortryder i, hvor’n vil i mon forklare
Alt det i angrer når
Sandheden kommer frem
Det føles ofte lige gyldigt hvilken vej det går
Om vi bli’r snydt af George Bush eller Michael Moore
Ført bag lyset i et strengespil vi ej forstår
Hvor en hver forsøger at slikke sine egne sår
I en verden hvor sandheden er nuanceret
Og hvor løgnen den er velklædt og nybarberet
Hvor man ved at alle gemmer på en hemmelighed
Og ingen rigtig ved hvad filmen den skal ende med
Hvor vi foretager ting vi ikk' tør kendes ved
Hvor han er glad så længe han ikk' står i hendes sted
Og hun er glad så længe han ikke sår i hendes bed
Men det' desværre et forhold de begge væmmes ved
De lytter med besvære, men det er let at lære
Når de bli’r taget på sengen som Henriette Kjær
Hun er en af dem der ved hvad det indebærer
Når sandheden kommer frem, hva' si’r i til det her?
Hvad er i bange for
Hva' fortier i, hva' er det i løber fra
Hvad vil i angre når
Når sandheden kommer frem
Hvad er i bange for
Hvad fortryder i, hvor’n vil i mon forklare
Alt det i angrer når
Sandheden kommer frem
Hva' med de ting som de sagde de vil' gøre
Hva' med de ting som de gjorde uden at spørge
Hvad havde de tænkt sig at de ville sige
Når deres tid er forbi

(translation)

Once upon a time we were known for freedom and tolerance
When we were in balance and gave each a fair chance
When we were known for openness, known for hope and peace
Those who laid down their arms and refused to stand in line
Until we gave power to the right wing
So they could send us all to war on a lie
To fight injustice with injustice
And then doubt the worthiness of our own righteousness
For our leader is a bowing doll
Being dictated to by George Bush and it disappoints me
Ikk' because I see it from a pedestal
But I sir' what I see, and you see it is mad and raving
Let's invade all kinds of places
So they can feel like us and think they are better off
Meanwhile, Osama vows war and promises bonfire and fire
After all, we are a country at war, so we're a legitimate target for him
Despite that, we sleep soundly at night
Because it's the discount on the tax that characterizes the debate
The talk of solidarity, what became of it
If that's the style I don't want to own or have it
Because George Bush said 1-2-10, then there's war
Tony Blair said 1-2-10, then there's war
Anders Fogh didn't know what to say
So he told them to zip down and tell him what they could
What are you afraid of
What are you doing, what are you running from
What will you regret when
When the truth comes out
What are you afraid of
What do you regret, where would you like to explain
All that you regret when
The truth comes out
When disaster strikes, we are bound together
Then we do good together, hold hands and sing support
Usually, community is hard to find
We will probably find solidarity at the end of the world
So the end of the world, or where the hell is it?
I did not find it either in KBH or Kerteminde
But I saw how the government made it happen
More for ourselves and less for the poor countries
And then they think they can come and buy indulgences
And imagine that the disaster has subsided
But it's classy just to stand and shake the rattle
When in the end it is a bit difficult with the desire to talk
Because the nation is becoming more and more xenophobic
While Anders Fogh and Bertal Haarder sip Gammel Dansk
The new times, you still can't kill us
But the individual must learn to take care of himself
Because, of course, each one is closest to himself
But learn not to suppress it, at least be honest about it
We must rise above the hypocrisy
Although it's probably going to take us a while
so i ask
What are you afraid of
What are you doing, what are you running from
What will you regret when
When the truth comes out
What are you afraid of
What do you regret, where would you like to explain
All that you regret when
The truth comes out
It often feels equally valid which way it goes
Whether we are being cheated by George Bush or Michael Moore
Led astray in a string game we don't understand
Where each tries to lick his own wounds
In a world where the truth is nuanced
And where the lie it is well dressed and freshly shaved
Where you know that everyone is hiding a secret
And no one really knows what movie it will end up with
Where we do things we dare not be known for
How happy he is as long as he is not standing in her place
And she's happy as long as he doesn't hurt in her bed
But unfortunately it's a relationship they both hate
They listen with difficulty, but it is easy to learn
When they are caught in bed like Henriette Kjær
She is one of those who know what it entails
When the truth comes out, what do you say to this?
What are you afraid of
What are you doing, what are you running from
What will you regret when
When the truth comes out
What are you afraid of
What do you regret, where would you like to explain
All that you regret when
The truth comes out
What about the things they said they would do
What about the things they did without asking
What did they think they were going to say
When their time is over