Cornelis Vreeswijk — Till en nymf song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Till en nymf" by Cornelis Vreeswijk.
Lyrics
Din kkes linjer gr I tre oktaver
Men Dina gonlock r atonala
Och Dina lppar r nog smtt brutala
Och dansar rytmiskt I en frck polaver.
Du ler sataniskt — Dina gonfransar
Ger eftertryck som vore de cymbaler.
Ditt hr r backanaler som Ditt huvud kransar.
Erotiskt. Som I gamla madrigaler.
Jag ser! Jag ser! frvisso! Du frfr mig
Med Dina brst som stirrar katatoniskt.
Men dragspel kan vl aldrig bli symfoniskt?
(Det r min tanke varje gng jag hr Dig)
Ja, Du r skn! Vid Orpheus och hans prster!
Och Dina hfter r en ljuv cadence.
Men Du har inegn stmma I orkestern;
Var tyst och g och stt Dig! Lgg patience.
Lyrics translation
Your kkes lines gr in three octaves
But your gonlocks are atonal
And your songs are pretty brutal
And dance rhythmically in a frck polaver.
You smile satanically - your gon lashes
Gives emphases that would be the cymbals.
Your hr r backanaler as your head wreaths.
Erotic. As in old madrigals.
I see! I see! frvisso! You see me
With your brst staring catatonically.
But accordion can vl never become symphonic?
(That's my thought every time I hear you)
Yes, you r skn! At Orpheus and his prster!
And your hfter is a sweet cadence.
But you have inegn stmma in the orchestra;
Be quiet and G and stt you! Lgg patience.