Vårdag i november - Lars Winnerbäck

Som inga sorger fanns

Naturens lagar I balans

Som om vi alltid var tillsammans

Men som om vrden sa ifrn

Som glada dar drar korta strn

Jag blir vl kvar hr I stan vid stngn

Vi levde ut en kort sekund

S lngt frn tankarna av avund

I samma tankar en gng tilll

P vad vi gjort vad vi vill

Som om lyckan var en fjril

Vi skaffar hv att fnga I Fast den trivs bst nr den r fri

Finns ingen bur som den trivs bra I Men som att be fr ingenting

Och som att knppa utan hnder

Vi liksom vntar p en vrdag I november

Som om tankarna stod still,

Kan inte sga vad man vill

S man gr tyst omkring drmmer

En vidrig tystnad feg snl

Blir dialog av alkohol

Man vgar sga allt man glmmer

Men som om tiga vore guld

Och som om len tog nn slags oskuld

En spegelbild I en vattenpl visar upp en bakful knl

Som hller kft tills han fr starkl

Som om problemet blev en vn

S kysste vi varann igen

Och fll som sm popidoler ner I sngen

Men som att be fr ingenting

Och som att gripa utan hnder

Vi liksom vntar p en vrdag I november

Kanske blir det som vi vill

Att vi kan trffas I april

Och vi fr ter se vr fjril

D kan vi skippa undanflykter

Fr en fjril flyger nykter

As there were no sorrows

The laws of nature are in balance

As if we were always together

But as if the host said so

As happy days draw short strn

I'll stay here in town by the bar

We lived out a short second

So far from the thoughts of envy

In the same thoughts once more

On what we have done what we want

As if happiness were a butterfly

We get what to catch in Although it thrives best when it is free

There is no cage like it thrives in But like asking for nothing

And like buttoning without hands

We are kind of waiting for a weekday in November

As if thoughts were still,

Can not say what you want

So you walk quietly around dreaming

A disgusting silence cowardly snl

Becomes a dialogue of alcohol

You weigh everything you forget

But as if silence were our gold

And as if len took nn kind of innocence

A mirror image In a water plate shows a bakful knl

Who keeps quiet until he gets strong

As if the problem became a vn

Then we kissed each other again

And fell like little pop idols down in the song

But like praying for nothing

And like grabbing without hands

We are kind of waiting for a weekday in November

Maybe it's what we want

That we can meet in April

And we will see our butterfly again

D we can skip escapes

Before a butterfly flies sober