Entakt — Modpolen song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Modpolen" by Entakt.
Lyrics
vi går på line på kanten af byen
alle tårne er sat på spidsen
i det åbenlyse ovenlys
fornuften er udenbys
vi holder himlen i anklen
højt hævet over resten
her er for stille og jeg ved
du afskyr udsigten som pesten
Omkvæd
og målet er modpolen
blot et stenkast fra solen
rygrad limet til stolen
filmen smelter i spolen
et skuldertræk mod solen
dette er ingen nyttes verden
vi ved hvor galskabet skal stå
men vi nægter at række hånden op
signalerne, rødt lys, stop
det er deres hjerter
de kaster gennem ruderne
det er djævlens køkken
de bringer ind i stuerne
der er spejlblanke øjne
gemt bag maskerne
det er deres hjerter
der eksploderer i skuldertaskerne
Omkvæd
og målet er modpolen
blot et stenkast fra solen
rygrad limet til stolen
filmen smelter i spolen
et skuldertræk mod solen
og målet er modpolen
barrikaderne
signaler!
signaler!
det åbenlyse ovenlys
signaler!
de skodder vinduerne
de tager skiltene ind
København lugter blod
jeg synes jeg kan dufte solskin
barrikaderne
signaler!
signaler!
det åbenlyse ovenlys
signaler!
de skodder vinduerne
de tager skiltene ind
København lugter blod
jeg synes jeg kan dufte solskin
de skodder vinduerne
de tager skiltene ind
København lugter blod
jeg synes jeg kan dufte solskin
Lyrics translation
we go on line on the edge of the city
all towers are put on the tip
in the obvious skylight
reason is out of town
we hold the sky in the ankle
high above the rest
it's too quiet and I know
you hate the view like the plague
Chorus
and the target is the counter pole
just a stone's throw from the sun
spine glued to the chair
the film melts in the coil
a shrug against the sun
this is the world of no use
we know where to put the madness
but we refuse to raise our hands
the signals, red light, stop
it's their hearts
they throw through the windows
it's the devil's kitchen
they bring into the living rooms
there are mirror glossy eyes
hidden behind the masks
it's their hearts
exploding in the shoulder bags
Chorus
and the target is the counter pole
just a stone's throw from the sun
spine glued to the chair
the film melts in the coil
a shrug against the sun
and the target is the counter pole
the barricades
signals!
signals!
the obvious skylight
signals!
the shutters the windows
they're taking the signs in
Copenhagen smells like blood
I think I smell sunshine
the barricades
signals!
signals!
the obvious skylight
signals!
the shutters the windows
they're taking the signs in
Copenhagen smells like blood
I think I smell sunshine
the shutters the windows
they're taking the signs in
Copenhagen smells like blood
I think I smell sunshine