Maritza Horn — Fredrikas barndom song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Fredrikas barndom" by Maritza Horn.
Lyrics
Vare far var tung och dyster, vare mor var strng och vacker,
Vi hukade oss fare hennes dagliga attacker.
Stng ute vrldens onskedom, bli blind och dv och stum,
Om du ter fare mycket blir du lng och tjock och dum.
Men h, h vad livet are trist, fare en fjril som aldrig fare flyga.
h, klockan tickar, och tillsist blir vi vissna och gra,
are det det de hoppas p?
Vare dag var som ett schema, frst mla och brodera,
Se p nare far och mor t frukost, sedan konversera.
En timme som tv timmar schack, en timme promenad,
Och I schack fick han alltid vinna, men inte blev han glad.
Men h, h vad livet are tomt, att g instngd och tassa och smyga.
h, sitta still och ta det lugnt, nare jag lskar att snubbla
Liksom jorden snurrar runt.
Fredrika klippte mnster I mattan och gardinen,
Hon snattade I skafferiet, krossade porslinet.
Hon eldade med spetsnsdukar och med klnningen,
Fick en rfil fare det, men gjorde samma sak igen.
Fare h, hela livet drar frbi, medan vi kvvs ihjl hare I huset.
h, frost och mgel inuti, och jag skakar mitt galler,
Och jag lngtar att bli fri. Bli fri, bli fri, bli fri…
Lyrics translation
Whether father was heavy and gloomy, whether mother was strng and beautiful,
We crouched ourselves fare her daily attacks.
Stng out vrldens onskedom, become blind and dv and mute,
If you ter fare a lot, you become lng and thick and stupid.
But h, H what life is dreary, fare a fjril that never fare fly.
h, the clock is ticking, and until recently we will wither and gra,
is that what they're hoping for?
Whether Day was like a schedule, first mla and embroider,
See more father and mother t breakfast, then converse.
An hour like tv hours chess, an hour walk,
And in chess he always had to win, but not he was happy.
But h, H what life is empty, to G instngd and paw and sneak.
h, sit still and take it easy, nare I love to stumble
Like the Earth is spinning around.
Fredrika cut mnster in the carpet and curtain,
She shoplifted in the pantry, smashed the porcelain.
She fired with lace cloths and with the klnningen,
Got an rfil fare it, but did the same again.
Fare h, the whole life draws frbi, while we kvvs ihjl hare in the House.
H, frost and mgel inside, and I shake my grate,
And I promise to be free. Be free, Be Free, be free…