Begravelsespolka - Kaizers Orchestra

All rise!

Ja det e meg.

Thank you, thank you…

Jo det e meg.

Det e ikkje lenger snakk om å tru

Det e nok heller tid for å innsjå et par ting

Ta for eksempel for 14 år si, då du blei født

Kem trur du va der?

Eg seier ikkje meir

Det e i begynnelsen og slutten av ditt liv

At eg glimrer med mitt nærvær, yes Sir

Og koffor trur du at eg e her?

For å bli underholdt?

Nei.

For å bli forstått?

Ja.

Du må ta meg på mitt ord.

Det e ikkje din fars bror du skal vær redd

Tvert imot det e di mor, oooh

For det e ikkje din drøm du leve

Et mareritt, det e ikkje ditt, det e di mor sitt

Det e på meg du skal dra kjensel

Når eg stryke deg ut med min pensel

Denne polka, det e denne du blei folk av

Hu du blei født av, ga deg gleden og smerten i ditt liv

Denne polka, denne får du aldri nok av

Av denne sangen er du kommet

Te denne sangen skal du bli

Nei, nok om meg.

La oss snakka litt om deg

Ka syns du om meg?

For det e ikkje sikkert du har tenkt på meg

Like ofte som eg har tenkt på deg

Har du tenkt på det?

Bare tenk så mange gonger eg har sitt det for meg

Visualisert og regissert din siste time

Nei, eg kan ikkje noge for det

Det e min natur

Eg legge mi sjel i det

Denne polka, det e denne du blei folk av

Hu du blei født av, ga deg gleden og smerten i ditt liv

Og denne polka, denne får du aldri nok av

Av denne sangen er du kommet

Te denne sangen skal du bli

Både du og meg har sett kor veien din går

Ka har mor di sin fing med det her å gjer?

Sei te 'na, det her e mitt show

Eg bestemmer tid og sted og lukt og fargespel

På alle som eg har sverga at det kunne bli folk av

Sei te di mor at ikkje rør min begravelsespolka

Denne polka, det e denne du blei folk av

Hu du blei født av, ga deg gleden og smerten i ditt liv

Denne polka, denne får du aldri nok av

Av denne sangen er du kommet

Te denne sangen skal du bli

Av denne sangen er du kommet

Te denne sangen skal du bli

Av denne sangen er du kommet

Te denne sangen skal du bli…

All rise!

Yes it's me.

Thank you, thank you…

Yes it's me.

It is no longer a question of believing

It's probably time to realize a few things

Take for example 14 years say, when you were born

Who do you think is there?

I say no more

It's the beginning and the end of your life

That I shine with my presence, yes Sir

And suitcase do you think I'm here?

To be entertained?

No.

To be understood?

Yes.

You have to take my word for it.

It's not your father's brother you should be afraid of

On the contrary, it's your mother, oooh

Because it's not your dream you live

A nightmare, it's not yours, it's your mother's

It's up to me to make sense

When I stroke you with my brush

This polka, this is the one you became people of

Remember you were born of, gave you the joy and pain of your life

This polka, this one you never get enough of

From this song you have come

Tea this song you will be

No, enough about me.

Let's talk a little about you

Do you like me?

Because it's not certain you've thought of me

As often as I have thought of you

Have you thought about it?

Just think how many times I've had it to myself

Visualized and directed your last hour

No, I can not do anything about it

It's my nature

I put my soul into it

This polka, this is the one you became people of

Remember you were born of, gave you the joy and pain of your life

And this polka, this one you never get enough of

From this song you have come

Tea this song you will be

Both you and I have seen your path go

What does your mother have to do with this?

Say hello, this is my show

I decide time and place and smell and play of colors

To all whom I have sworn that there could be people

Tell your mother not to touch my funeral pole

This polka, this is the one you became people of

Remember you were born of, gave you the joy and pain of your life

This polka, this one you never get enough of

From this song you have come

Tea this song you will be

From this song you have come

Tea this song you will be

From this song you have come

Tea this song you will be…