Peter Lemarc — Pärlemor song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Pärlemor" by Peter Lemarc.

Lyrics

Det var vindstilla, jag sg ingen himmel, ingen mne i natt
Dimma i luften, nnstans i fjrran hrdes ihliga skratt
Det kringresande tivolit, hade gett sig i vg och snabbt lmnat stan
Dom tog sitt rostiga swingoplan och for ivg i en sprcklig och tung karavan
Torget var de och tomt, bara papper och tomglas och krossat porslin
Vid vndkorset satt en gammal man han sa
R det du som r han och tog en klunk Eau de vie
P hotellets drr satt en papperslapp, stngt fr ssongen, g hrifrn
Jag frskte ringa ngon, men telefonen var trasig, bara en sprucken ton
Prlemor, ge mej tillstnd att drmma dr ingenting gror
Prlemor, jag hoppas och tror
Han stod p trskeln i drren, och sg ut som Rita Hayworth i Gilda
Jag sa varfr, varfr, varfr, varfr, hon sa, frga istllet om vi jmt skall frbli
blinda
Hon var allt jag behvde, d, jag satte mej ttt intill
Jag frskte andas, andas s djupt som, lungorna vill
Det var ngonting med henne som gjorde mej frsvarsls
Som gjorde dsligheten s angenm
Som nr man strvar vilse i ett barns hjrterum, och str vid en pltslig fontn
Och pojken som en gng var jag, satt p ett tak och sg allting, han grt
Med en brunn av trar, han hade bl serpentiner av saknad, i knt
Prlemor, ge mej tillstnd att lska dr ingenting gror
Prlemor, jag hoppas och tror
Jag vet inte vad som hnde, jag mste somnat en stund
Ngon slickade min kind och jag vaknade, det mste varit en hund
Och det var nnu en ny dag, nnu en mnad, ett nytt r
Nu vntar jag p att snn ska falla, och tcka ver alla synliga spr
Prlemor, ge mej tillstnd att leva dr ingenting gror
Prlemor, jag hoppas och tror

Lyrics translation

There was no wind, I saw no sky, no mne last night
Fog in the air, nowhere in the fourth hrdes ihliga laugh
The traveling carnival, had settled in vg and quickly left town
They took their rusty swingoplan and went ivg in a brittle and heavy caravan
The square they were and empty, only paper and empty glass and crushed porcelain
At the VND cross sat an old man he said
Is it you who is he and took a sip Eau de vie
At the hotel there was a piece of paper, set for the season, g hrifrn
I tried to call someone, but the phone was broken, just a cracked tone
Prlemor, let me know that drmma dr nothing germinates
Prlemor, I hope and believe
He stood at the desk in the drren, and sang out as Rita Hayworth in Gilda
I said WHY, WHY, WHY, WHY, WHY, she said, ask instead if we want to become
blind people
She was all I needed, d, I put myself next door
I began to breathe, breathe s deeply as, the lungs want
It was something with her that made me frsvarsls
That made the dsligheten s pleasurable
As when one is lost in a child's heart, and str at a pltslig fontn
And the boy as one time I was, sat on a roof and saw everything, he grt
With a well of trar, he had bl streamers of missing, in knt
Prlemor, give me permission to read Dr. nothing germinates
Prlemor, I hope and believe
I don't know what happened. I had to fall asleep for a while
Someone licked my cheek and I woke up, it must have been a dog
And it was now a new day, now a month, a new year
Now I'm waiting for snn to fall, and think over all the visible languages
Prlemor, give me the permission to live Dr. nothing germinates
Prlemor, I hope and believe