Lyrics of My Glance into the Narrow Room - Troll

My Glance into the Narrow Room (original)

Vandrende, alene.
Herre over egen skjebne.
Fortsatt kun for noen,
simpelten en brikke plassert i live
for Ґ flyttes.
Akk sҐ snevre grenser,
usmmelig Ґ tye.
«Sannheten"florerer der,
bak fasadens murer.
Tabu’s palasser,
skriker etter sjeler.
Arvede normer, altsҐ plagiat!
Hvem bygde sҐ en sҐdan bremsekloss
pҐ «vҐr"klode?
Hvem forpurret individ?
Hvem kalket sine vegger
og kalte dem for rene?
Prikker pҐ en mҐne,
ubetydelig luft!
Men svarene det har de,
plantet godt i hug.
Tappet for evulosjon,
som en elv av olje…
Substans av fortid.
Slikt ett lite univers.
Slik en praktisk fabrikert tilv¦relse.
Slikt et falmet paradoks.
Og for dette skal man strebe!?!

(translation)

Wandering, alone.
Lord of his own destiny.
Still only for some,
simply a piece placed alive
to be moved.
Alas, so narrow boundaries,
usmmelig Ґ tye.
The "truth" abounds there,
behind the walls of the facade.
Taboo’s palaces,
screaming for souls.
Inherited norms, ie plagiarism!
Who built such a brake pad
on "our" globe?
Who thwarted individual?
Who whitewashed their walls
and called them pure?
Dots on a moon,
insignificant air!
But the answers they have,
planted well cut.
Lost for evolution,
like a river of oil…
Substance of past.
Such a small universe.
Such a practically fabricated existence.
Such a faded paradox.
And for this one must strive!?!