Allan Olsen — Guernica song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Guernica" by Allan Olsen.
Lyrics
Katten har fanget en dybere mening
mediterer i noget der tangerer et smil
vi har kumulusskyer nok til en sommer mer' i år
hedenske minder og varme fra evige bål
unger der tumler med andre folks unger
og instinktivt ignorerer når der blir' kaldt
sommer i Danmark men summa summarum
sommer alene mest af alt
solsort stirrer på skoldede næser
fra sin rede i hækken hvor hoder stikker ind
forstadsnatur i svulmende fedme
kom — vi rykker målet lidt længere hen
svært at fastholde daglig skepsis
eller andet som ungerne vælter omkuld
derfor genlæses brevet du skrev mig
nøgternt under lup for en sikkerheds skyld
jeg vander min sten
jeg vander min sten og stiller mig an
jeg vander min sten
i bedste fald gror den igen
vinteren tog mig — men den gav mig tilbage
til en sommer der mildner og dulmer
mit Guernica
se Dall Villaby sort i det fjerne
tung regn fylder markens badekar
summende sang kolonihaverygter
kulrede aftener med legende spørgsmål og svar
du har ret jeg erkender mig skyldig
du har ret men man lærer gradvist at se
og jeg havde lige en hel del næse jeg skulle ha' pillet
og forresten staves stodder med dobbelt d
nynner dit navn nederst på siden
som et onomatopoietikon
du var Graham Parker s Kid with a butterfly Net
— kom hjem
Lyrics translation
The cat has caught a deeper meaning
do you meditate on a smile
we have enough cumulus clouds for one summer more this year
pagan memories and warmth from eternal fires
kids grappling with other people's kids
and instinctively ignores when called
summer in Denmark but summary
summer alone most of all
Blackbird staring at scalded noses
from his nest in the hedge where hoofs stick in
suburban nature in bulging obesity
come — we move the target a little further
hard to maintain daily skepticism
or else the kids fall over
that's why you reread the letter you wrote me
soberly under the microscope for safety's sake
I water my rock
I water my rock and I run
I water my rock
at best it grows again
winter took me — but it gave me back
for a summer that softens and calms
my Guernica
see Dall Villaby black in the distance
heavy rain fills the tubs of the field
buzzing singing garden lights
cool evenings with playful questions and answers
you're right I plead guilty
you're right but you gradually learn to see
and I just had quite a bit of nose I should have tampered with
and by the way this motherfucker is spelled Double d
humming your name at the bottom of the page
as an onomatopoeia
you were Graham Parker's Kid with a butterfly Net
- come home