Mikael Wiehe — Keops pyramid song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Keops pyramid" by Mikael Wiehe.
Lyrics
Jag r en av dom som slavar p Kung Keops pyramid
Och det r vi som jobbar nere invid foten
Och vi sliter och vi svettas fr att inte tappa tid
Och det r synd om dom som inte fyller kvoten
Har man en gng kommit hit
Blir man aldrig mera fri
Om man slutar hr s slutar man i gropen
Men om kungen sgs att han r son av solen
Bakom femton dubbla reglar, bakom femton dubbla ls Hller rikedomen hov i maktens salar
Hr finns ingenting som hotar, hr finns ingenting som str
Hr r tankarna och rummen lika svala
Och om ngon mste d Eller ngra ska ha sp Finns det andra som kan verkstlla besluten
Hit hrs aldrig ngestropen eller tjuten
Men nr natten blir lng
Brukar vi sjunga en sng
Som dom som styr oss kan hra i vinden
Om ett folk som levde en gng
Som ville bygga ett torn
Som skulle rcka nda upp till himlen
Men ju hgre man kom
Ju mera skilde sej dom
Som bodde dr uppe ifrn dom andra
Och till sist blev tornet s hgt
Att dom dr upp och nere
Inte lngre frstod varandra
Och d rasade tornet samman
S det verkar som om det i varje tid och i Alla sorters folk
Finns ngra som vill skapa pyramider
Dr dom sjlva sitter verst och har makten i sin hand
Medan dom som lever nedanfr lyder
Men om dom dr uppe i det bl Inte lngre vill frst
Utan fraktar alla dom som ger dom mat
Ska pyramiderna till sist bli deras grav
Lyrics translation
I'm one of them slaves to King Keops pyramid
And we work down by the foot
And we tear and we sweat so as not to lose time
And it is a pity for those who do not fill the quota
Have you ever come here
You'll never be free again
If you stop hr's you end up in the pit
But if the King sgs that he r son of the sun
Behind fifteen double joists, behind fifteen double ls Hller the wealth court in the halls of power
Hr is nothing that threatens, hr is nothing that str
Here are the tanks and rooms just as cool
And if someone needs to have an sp there are others who can execute the decisions
Hit hrs never ngestropen or howl
But no night will be lng
Do we usually sing a sng
Like those who control us can hra in the wind
About a people who lived once
Who wanted to build a tower
Who would ascend to heaven
But hgre man came
The more they divorced
Who lived dr up there ifrn the others
And finally the tower became Sgt
That they dr up and down
Not far apart
And d the tower collapsed
S it seems that in every era and in every kind of people
There are some who want to create pyramids
Dr dom himself sits verst and has the power in his hand
While those who live below read
But if they're up in it let alone want to
Without shipping all those who give them food
Will the pyramids eventually become their tomb