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You say you just want to stand there and dim out
Just going to root there in space
So because there ain't nobody really joked about your inventory
Subcelestial articles from neutral stations
From the game participants and by far most lineal family
Break strike, pattern stripe, break to face
When you get so quiet and depressed, hidden
And I drop away again
Can't understand, I want to die again
I'm out here in the swell
Getting fucked up trying to cure you
It's so draining
Really, how can I help if you won't talk to me?
Thought you were a runaway
Not just a cliché
Eg har aldri tenkt meg sanningi
Som ein husfugl
Men um ho so vore
Kan du godt strjuka henne med fjøri
Og ikkje jaga henne upp i ei krå
Til ho snur ugleaugo og klør imot deg
Andre held sanningi for
Ei kald knivsegg
Ho er både
Yin og yang
Ormen i graset
Og fuglekongen som lettar frå ørni
Når hu trur seg høgst
Eg har òg set
When you get so quiet and depressed, hidden
And I drop away again
Can't understand, I want to die again
I'm splashing in the waves
Getting fucked up trying to cure you
It's so draining
How can I help if you won't talk to me?
I thought you were a special friend
I'm your friend
Just going to root there in space
So because there ain't nobody really joked about your inventory
Subcelestial articles from neutral stations
From the game participants and by far most lineal family
Break strike, pattern stripe, break to face
When you get so quiet and depressed, hidden
And I drop away again
Can't understand, I want to die again
I'm out here in the swell
Getting fucked up trying to cure you
It's so draining
Really, how can I help if you won't talk to me?
Thought you were a runaway
Not just a cliché
Eg har aldri tenkt meg sanningi
Som ein husfugl
Men um ho so vore
Kan du godt strjuka henne med fjøri
Og ikkje jaga henne upp i ei krå
Til ho snur ugleaugo og klør imot deg
Andre held sanningi for
Ei kald knivsegg
Ho er både
Yin og yang
Ormen i graset
Og fuglekongen som lettar frå ørni
Når hu trur seg høgst
Eg har òg set
When you get so quiet and depressed, hidden
And I drop away again
Can't understand, I want to die again
I'm splashing in the waves
Getting fucked up trying to cure you
It's so draining
How can I help if you won't talk to me?
I thought you were a special friend
I'm your friend
Lyrics submitted by danes22
Track duration: 04:34
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This song sounds kinda like new territory for Kevin and of Montreal.
Som ein husfugl,
Men um ho so vore,
Kan du godt strjuka henne med fjøri
Og ikkje jaga henne upp i ei krå
Til ho snur ugleaugo og klør imot deg.
Andre held sanningi for
Ei kald knivsegg,
Ho er både
Yin og yang,
Ormen i graset,
Og fuglekongen som lettar frå ørni
Når hu trur seg høgst.
Eg har òg set
Per Google translator:
I've never thought the truth
As a husfugl,
But if she so been,
Can you well strjuka her fjøri
And not drive her upp in a corner
For it turns owl eyes and claws against you.
Others include the truth of
A cold knife's edge,
It is both
Yin and yang,
The worm in the grass,
And the bird king who rises from ørni
When she thinks the highest.
I have also seen
I have never thought of Sanningi
As a house bird
But if she was to be,
You could stroke her feathers
And not chase her in to a corner
till she turns her owl eyes and claws towards you.
Others judge Sanningi as
a cold knife,
She is both Ying and Yang,
Worm in the grass,
and the bird king who flies from the eagle
When she believes in herself
I have seen
Nina's part is from a poem by Olav H. Hauge
In danish it would be:
Jeg har aldrig tænkt Sanningi
som en husfugl
Men hvis hun var,
Kunne du ae hendes fjer
Og ikke jage hende ind i et hjørne
til hun vender sine ugleøjne og klør imod dig.
Andre dømmer Sanningi som
en kold kniv,
Hun er både Ying og Yang
Varm i græsset,
og fuglekongen som flyver fra ørnen
Når hun tror på sig selv
Jeg har set
I have never thought of the truth
As a housebird
But if she had such been
You might as well stroke her feathers
And not chase her up in a corner
'Till she turns her owl eyes and claws towards you.
Others hold the truth for
a cold knife-blade
She's both
Yin and Yang
The snake in the grass
And the bird-king that lifts off from the eagle (this is a saying/from a story about the bird-king and how it got its' 'crown')
When she ( the eagle ) believes herself the highest
I have, too, seen.