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Jag blickar ut
Måsar skrikandes långt borta
Solen värmandes på min kropp
I havets blåa nyans speglas mitt ansikte
Ty det som en gång var glädjen själv
Äro nu djupt försjunket i sorg
Tankar flödandes, av det som en gång var
Och på det som någon gång ska bli
Känslor som jag en gång kände
Finns inte längre kvar
Utan seglar långt där ute på vågorna
Långt där ute där ingen ser
Där ingen vet
Där ingen bryr sig

So long sitting here,
Didn't hear the warning.
Waiting for the tape to run.
We've been moving around in different situations,
Knowing that the time would come.
Just to see you torn apart,
Witness to your empty heart.
I need it.
I need it.
I need it.

Through the wire screen, the eyes of those standing outside looked in
at her as into the cage of some rare creature in a zoo.
In the hand of one of the assistants she saw the same instrument
which they had that morning inserted deep into her body. She shuddered
instinctively. No life at all in the house of dolls.
No love lost. No love lost.

You've been seeing things,
In darkness, not in learning,
Hoping that the truth will pass.
No life underground, wasting never changing,
Wishing that this day won't last.
To never see you show your age,
To watch until the beauty fades,
I need it.
I need it.
I need it.

(Second verse on Warsaw album)
Two-way mirror in the hall,
They like to watch everything you do,
Transmitters hidden in the walls,
So they know everything you say is true,
Turn it on,
Don't turn it on,
Turn it on.

Ian Curtis 1956-1980

Jorden kan du inte göra om.
Stilla din häftiga själ.
Endast en sak kan du göra:
en annan människa väl.
Men detta är redan så mycket
att själva stjärnorna ler.
En hungrande människa mindre
betyder en broder mer

Stig Dagerman 1923-1954