Døgeniktens Kvad

Lyrics

[The Nightingale's Quatrain] Koffor stempla ud Nar eg aldri stempla inn Arbeid e'kie anna enn Et sikkart tegn pa avsinn Eg frykte ikkje lediggangen Bare bondane og oppsynsmannen Ense ikkje svolt maden kjeme regans pa ei fjol Hvis lediggang e roden te alt ondt sa e eg sattan siol [Why stomp out When I never stomped in? Work is nothing but A sure sign of madness I don't fear idleness Only the farmers and the overseer Don't let the famine food come back in a year If idleness is the root of all evil then I'm a devil] Det her e døgeniktens kvad Dankdriveri te dommedag Satans usle sakalav Samhellets staute ugras [This is the dead man's quatrain Thankful for Doomsday Satan's wretched son-in-law Society's stubborn weeds] Sidde og slomre Skjerpa i have Bare dei daue Ligge og sove Ser meg øve skuldra He bolta mi dor Itte sira-kvina utlovde dusor Prisen pa min skalle he skade i veret Hakka mokk av sadistisk missere ough! [Sit and doze Sharpen in the garden Only the dead Lie and sleep Watch me exercise my shoulders He bolted my door Here are the promised gifts of Sira-Kvina The price of my skull is weather-damage Get off your ass, sadistic miss, oh!] Hvis hatet e de svakes vrede Sa e eg enka pa fattighuset Taring og skabb, gulsott og loppa Fins'kje den sjuga eg ikkje kan toppa Lausgjengeri, teknofobi Oppvigleri, psykiatri Ikkje fan om eg ska opp fra detta holet Eg ska visa deg kor david kjøpte olet [If hatred is the wrath of the weak Then I am a widow in the poorhouse Ringworm and scabies, jaundice and fleas Is there a song I can't top? Loafing, technophobia Sedition, psychiatry I don't give a damn if I get out of this hole I'll show you where David bought the oil] Folg anleggsmaskinane Stro spigar ud pa veiane Tusj ner kommuneskiltane Ja, eg fär litt av kvert a bala med [Follow the construction machinery Straw spies on the roads Marks the city signs Yes, I get a little bit of everything to ride with] Energilobbyista, nykalvinista Dnt-mosjonista, rydd plass i kistai Sob i hob heile rokla i ein evig svovelpoil Hvis lediggang e roden te alt ondi sa e eg sattan sjol [Energy lobbyist, neo-Calvinist DNT exerciser, clear space in coffin Sob in the whole world [?], in an eternal sulfur pool If idleness is the root of all evil, then I am the devil] Det her e døgeniktens kvad Dankdriveri te dommedag Satans usle sakalav Samhellets staute ugras [This is the dead man's quatrain Thankful for Doomsday Satan's wretched son-in-law Society's stubborn weeds]