Abu Constantin - L.O.C.

Jeg har aldrig helt forstået hvorfor

Gud vil' sæt' en dæmon ind i hovedet på mig

Ikk' før at jeg så dig

For hel' dit liv har jeg våget over dig

Hel' mit liv vil jeg våge over dig

Selv når jeg går bort, vil jeg våge over dig

Og til enhver, der ku' kryds' din vej, jeg vover dig

De har aldrig følt smerte

Ikk' kendt Helvede, før de ser mig

Og jeg sværger, det bli’r det sidste, de gør

Før jeg ta’r deres syn, la' dem vandre i mørke

Sandheden har de aldrig helt forstået

Så la' vær med at lyt', når de si’r, far er syg i hovedet

De mangler blot mandsmod

Og du ska' aldrig nogensinde mangle noget

Så luk du blot din' øjne, og drøm dig væk

Jeg håber, natten den bli’r god og lang

Ja, jeg ved det godt, far snakker for meget

Så jeg ska' nok tie stil' og syng' din sang

Once upon a time there was

Irish ways and Irish laws

Villages of Irish blood

Waking to the morning

Then Cromwell and his soldiers came

Started centuries of shame

But they’ll never make us turn

We are a river flowing

Today the struggle carries on

I wonder will I live so long

To see the gates be opened up

To a people and their freedom

I never quite understood why

God will 'put' a demon into my head

Not before I saw you

For the whole of your life I have watched over you

All my life I will watch over you

Even when I pass away, I will watch over you

And to anyone who could 'cross' your path, I dare you

They have never felt pain

I'k known Hell before they see me

And I swear, that's the last thing they do

Before I take their sight, let them walk in darkness

They have never fully understood the truth

So do not 'listen' when they say dad is mentally ill

They just lack the courage of men

And you'll never miss anything

Then just close your eyes and dream away

I hope the night gets good and long

Yes, I know, Dad talks too much

So I'll probably keep quiet 'and sing' your song

Once upon a time there was

Irish ways and Irish laws

Villages of Irish blood

Waking to the morning

Then Cromwell and his soldiers came

Started centuries of shame

But they’ll never make us turn

We are a river flowing

Today the struggle carries on

I wonder will I live so long

To see the gates be opened up

To a people and their freedom