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Jorda, sa du, må følgje sin veg, om grasvorden gror i kvart menneskjesteg. Livet, sa du, ska´alder tå slut, eit frø ska´bli att, og ein blom springe ut. Dauden,sa du, er haustmannen vår, men ingen ska´ vite kor vegen hans går. Menneskja, sa du, kan alder bli fri, når dei bind seg til træl av ei jagande tid. Om æva, sa du, spør ikkje meg. Der lyt kvar einaste velje sin veg. Freden, sa du, saknar du han? Du finn han i skogom i ingenmannsland. Translation: The earth, you said, must follow its path, if the grass grow in every human's stride. Life, you said, shall never end, a seed shall remain, and a flower will bloom. Death, you said, is our reaper, but no one shall know where it's path lays. Man, you said, can never be free, when they enslaves themselves to the chasing time. About eternity, you said, do not ask me, There everyone will have to chose their own path. Peace, you said, do you miss it? you'll find it in the woods of No-Ma...

Sunday is gloomy, My hours are slumber-less Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless. Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coach Sorrow has taken you. Angels have no thoughts Of ever returning you Would they be angry If I thought of joining you? Gloomy is Sunday, With shadows I spend it all My heart and I Have decided to end it all. Soon there'll be candles And prayers that are said I know But let them not weep Let them know that I'm glad to go. Death is no dream For in death I'm caressin' you With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessin' you. Dreaming, I was only dreaming I wake and I find you asleep In the deep of my heart here Darling I hope. That my dream never haunted you My heart is tellin' you How much I wanted you Gloomy Sunday.