Fragmenter - Bjørn Eidsvåg

Me vet det men det når kje heilt inn

At fasiten neppe fins

Her får me knapt ein peikepinn

Sånt gjør ein i blant trist te sinns

Me streve og leite

Og trur me ska finn’an

Som me vet at døden komme

Men trur me øvevinn'an

Me vet så møkje, men i grunnen så lite

Faget meiningå med livet har ingen elite

Ein flik her og ein flik der

Bruddstykker — fragmenter

Det stora bildet e det ingen som ser

Om ein så har lest all verdens testamenter

Det e nok av dei som seie dei vet

Og meine at dei har sett lyset

Og snakke om det på et sett

Som får oss andre te å kjenn at me fryse

Mon lyset dei såg

Va i sterkaste laget

Og forklare at dei nå har blitt

Ein pest og ei plage

Kanskje dei blei forblinda og øre

— sånt nåke kan verkeleg gå utøve humøret

We know that, but it's all over

At fasiten neppe fins

Here we hardly get a pointer

This is what makes one sometimes sad

We strive and search

And I think we should find it

As we know death is coming

But I believe in the practice

We know so much, but basically so little

The subject meaning of life has no elite

One tab here and one tab there

Fragments - fragments

The big picture is that no one sees

If one has read all the wills of the world

There are plenty of those who say they know

And believe that they have seen the light

And talk about it on a set

Which makes us other teas feel like we're freezing

I wonder if the light they saw

Wow in the strongest team

And explain that they have now become

One plague and one plague

Maybe they were blinded and deaf

- something like that can really go into the mood