Faldet - Bifrost

Du stod engang på den højeste klippe

Du holdt så fast, du ku ikke slippe

Dengang alt var så lysende og klart

Reolerne bugned af de bedste bøger

Du citerede gerne:

De finder som søger

Og havde altid svaret parat

Nu ka du ikke mere spille smart

Hvor billederne hang

Er der nu så bart

Du er faldet her

Du ka ikke finde hjem

Du havde altid én

At støtte dig til

Og farmand sagde:

Man ka hva man vil

Var han ikke forsikrlngsagent?

Nu indser du her

Med din ømme fod

Der er ting man ikke

Kan forsikres imod f. eks

Når bøtten bliver vendt

Nu ska du skaffe mad

Til eget bord

På dette gedemarked

Er der ingen kære mor

Det er alvor her:

Det er ikke spøg og skæmt

Det er ikke nemt at

Vær ude og glemt

Nå man er faldet herned

Hvor man ikke mer'

Ved om man er købt

Eller solgt

Skal være flov eller stolt

Og man føler sig skabt

Som en

Håbløs

Fredløs

Hjemløs

Hjælpeløs fortabt

Du kunne din religionshistorie

Indtil du faldt

I din egen glorie

Vasked du aldrig munden

Når du sagde gud?

Du var hjemme i

Alle de høje tanker

Men hva nytter det

Når døden banker på døren og sir:

Nu er tiden løbet ud!

Tror du stadig

På de gode og onde

Nu du selv er derude

Hvor man ikke kan bunde

På glemslens hav

Er der ingen løsninger gemt

Nej der er ikke nemt

At være ude og glemt

Når man er faldet herned

Hvor man ikke mer' ved

Om man er købt eller solgt

Skal være flov eller stolt

Og man føler sig skabt

Som en

Håbløs

Fredløs

Hjemløs

Hjælpeløs fortabt

You once stood on the highest cliff

You held on so tight you could not let go

Back then everything was so luminous and clear

The shelves abound with the best books

You are happy to quote:

They find as seekers

And always had the answer ready

Now you can no longer play smart

Where the pictures hung

Is there now so bare

You've fallen here

You can not find home

You always had one

To support you

And father said:

You can do whatever you want

Was he not an insurance agent?

Now you realize here

With your sore foot

There are things you do not

Can be insured against e.g.

When the bucket is turned

Now you'll get some food

For own table

At this goat market

Is there no dear mother

It's serious here:

It's not a joke and a joke

It is not easy to

Be out and forgotten

Well one has fallen down here

Where no more '

Know if one is purchased

Or sold

Must be embarrassed or proud

And you feel created

Like a

Hopeless

Outlaw

Homeless

Helpless lost

You knew your religious history

Until you fell

In your own halo

You never washed your mouth

When you said god?

You were at home in

All the high thoughts

But what good is it?

When death knocks on the door and sir:

Now the time has run out!

Do you still believe

On the good and the bad

Now you're out there yourself

Where you can not bottom

On the sea of ​​oblivion

Are there no solutions saved

No it's not easy

To be out and forgotten

When one has fallen down here

Where you no longer 'know

Whether one is bought or sold

Must be embarrassed or proud

And you feel created

Like a

Hopeless

Outlaw

Homeless

Helpless lost