Du Liv...

You sing us songs that sorrow is brief
Pretending to comfort when the sun goes down -
But keep your noisy tunes away
I can't stand to hear them anymore!
I can't stand to hear them anymore!
You life, what a lonely, poor thing you are
Against the dream we dreamed of you!
And yet we have loved each other honestly and warmly
Planted roses by the wandering path

Planted roses, planted with our best friend
To be watered by the dew of the valleys -
But one autumn day we walked that way again
And bled from nettles and thorns

You sing us songs that sorrow is brief
Pretending to comfort when the sun goes down -
But keep your noisy tunes away
I can't stand to hear them anymore!
I can't stand to hear them anymore!
You life, what a lonely, distant thing you are
When you grow in the shadow's light!
When the buds dry and feel cramped
Among hills of sunless gravel
You sing us songs that sorrow is brief
Pretending to comfort when the sun goes down -
But keep your noisy tunes away
I can't stand to hear them anymore!
I can't stand to hear them anymore!
You sing us songs that sorrow is brief
Pretending to comfort when the sun goes down -
But keep your noisy tunes away
I can't stand to hear them anymore!
I can't stand to hear them anymore!