Chelsea - Bjørn Eidsvåg

Tausheten veide fleire tonn

Kuldå satt i marg og bein

Far sitt fall hadde gjort det sånn

Mor bare grein og grein

Ord gjorde bare vondt verre

Her råda anger og forakt

Ikkje eingong Vårherre

Konne ha gjenskapt kontakt

Tausheten veide fleire tonn

Barnet kjente sorg og lammande frykt

Alt va i ferd med å forsvinna

Ingenting va lenger i nærheten av trygt

Koss konne solå fortsatt skinna

Å se dei store bli bittesmå

Gjør ein liten så vondt

Det lar seg simpelthen ikkje forstå

Alt va i ferd med å gå sondt

Barnet kjente sorg og lammande frykt

Her var det ingen plass for kjeft

Barnet var mimikklaust og stille

Men med barnets kløkt, og barnets teft

Gjorde hu under, den lille

Hu visste ikkje nåke om kor det bar

Men ga dei begge ei hånd

Først ei til mor, og så ei til far

Sånn blei hu ei bru — og et bånd

Sånn blei barnet ei bru og et bånd

Så uskyldige og lojale

Så naturlige og geniale

Det e sjølva livet det står om for dei

Måtte det alltid gå barnas vei

Hu visste ikkje nåke om kor det bar

Men ga dei begge ei hånd

Først ei til mor, og så ei til far

Sånn blei hu ei bru — og et bånd

Sånn blei barnet ei bru og et bånd

The silence weighed several tons

Kuldå sat in the marrow and bones

Dad's fall had done it that way

Mother just branch and branch

Words only hurt worse

Here remorse and contempt prevail

Do not enter Our Lord

Could have reconnected

The silence weighed several tons

The child felt sadness and crippling fear

Everything was about to disappear

Nothing was near safe anymore

Koss could still shine

Seeing the big ones become tiny

Makes a little so painful

It is simply not understandable

Everything was about to go bad

The child felt sadness and crippling fear

There was no room for silence here

The child was expressionless and quiet

But with the child's ingenuity, and the child's flair

Did hu under, the little one

She did not know what choir it was

But they both shook hands

First one to mother, and then one to father

That's how a bridge became - and a bond

Thus the child became a bridge and a bond

So innocent and loyal

So natural and ingenious

It is the life itself that matters to them

May it always go the way of the children

She did not know what choir it was

But they both shook hands

First one to mother, and then one to father

That's how a bridge became - and a bond

Thus the child became a bridge and a bond