Translation of the song lyrics Mellan husen och makten - Uno Svenningsson

Mellan husen och makten (original)

Klockan den ringer kvart i fem
Golvet frsvinner dr under din sng
Barnen sover och mrker inte dina steg
Du lngtar redan efter stunden tillsammans
Hnfull och kall
Klockan vntar p dig
Den ser din vandring genom vardagen igen
Dr du funderar p om det verkligen finns
Ngot bortom all stress och alla dda maskiner
Mellan husen och makten
Finns det ingen som hr dina steg
Mellan husen och skratten
R stigarna s krokiga
Utan dig str allting still
Du r samhllets ryggrad
Solen den stiger och modet med den
En klapp p axeln det blir snart fredag igen
Du gr och tnker p tider som ingen vet ngot om
Ngot bortom all stress och alla dda maskiner
Mellan husen och makten
Finns det ingen som hr dina steg
Mellan husen och skratten
R stigarna s krokiga
Utan dig str allting still
Du r samhllets ryggrad
Du drmmer dig bort fr att hitta en plats i solen
Dr du kan vila dina trtta ftter igen
Men du vaknar upp med alla rkningar i din hand
Cirkeln r sluten lngt ifrn alla besluten
Mellan husen och makten
Finns det ingen som hr dina steg
Mellan husen och skratten
R stigarna s krokiga
Utan dig str allting still
Du r samhllets ryggrad
Vr kmpande vn gr upp igen
En ny dag vntar
Klockan ringer kvart i fem

Mellan husen och makten (translation)

The clock strikes a quarter to five
The floor disappears under your sleep
The children are asleep and do not notice your steps
You're already longing for time together
Hnefull and cold
The watch is waiting for you
It sees your walk through everyday life again
Dr. you are wondering if it really exists
Something beyond all the stress and all the old machines
Between the houses and power
Is there no one to hear your steps
Between the houses and the laughter
R the paths are crooked
Without you, everything is still
You are the backbone of society
The sun rises and courage with it
A pat on the back, it will soon be Friday again
You cry and think at times that no one knows anything about
Something beyond all the stress and all the old machines
Between the houses and power
Is there no one to hear your steps
Between the houses and the laughter
R the paths are crooked
Without you, everything is still
You are the backbone of society
You dream away to find a place in the sun
Dr. you can rest your tired feet again
But you wake up with all the calculations in your hand
The circle is closed long before all the decisions
Between the houses and power
Is there no one to hear your steps
Between the houses and the laughter
R the paths are crooked
Without you, everything is still
You are the backbone of society
Our struggling friend rises again
A new day awaits
The clock strikes a quarter to five