Lause ting - Odd Nordstoga

Eg budde i eit kollektiv i eit litt forsinka liv.

Og no hadde eg og ho,

Som hadde lagt ein arbeidsdag, tappert sett i gang med fag.

Trur eg var p side to.

D kapitulerte eg og sa til ho:

Altfor mange lause ting, altfor myrke krokar, altfor mykje

skummelt rot, altfor store flokar, altfor store rom, altfor mange ord,

altfor mange gode rd gjev altfor mykje tenke p.

Kor er den beste teori for ei lukke og litt fri?

Kva er pensum for f raustlause menn til f ro?

Ikkje boka eg les no.

Ikkje den eg las i gr, og faga eg m ta

opp att til neste r.

Altfor mange lause ting…

No er eg over tredve r, ikkje akkurat i min ungdoms vr

Men eg er like dum som d eg hadde guterom.

Jau d, eg er d

intelligent (Litt over snittet trur eg omtrent).

Gjev meg misjonen,

livsmisjonen, eg skal greie den.

Men det er altfor mange lause ting…

I lived in a collective in a slightly delayed life.

And now she and I had,

Who had put in a working day, bravely started with subjects.

I think I was on page two.

D I capitulated and said to ho:

Too many loose things, too dark hooks, too much

scary mess, too big tangles, too big rooms, too many words,

too many good advice give way too much to think about.

Kor is the best theory for a close and a little free?

What is the curriculum for quiet men to do?

Do not book I read now.

Not the one I read in gr, and the subject I must take

up to next r.

Too many loose things…

Now I'm over thirty, not exactly in my youth

But I'm as stupid as I was when I had a good room.

Yeah d, I'm d

intelligent (Slightly above average I think roughly).

Give me the mission,

the life mission, I'm going to make it.

But there are too many loose things…