가사: Thursday. Ny Batteri.
[Originally by Sigur Ros]
[Original - Icelandic]
heftur me? gaddavir i kjaftinum sem bl??ir mig
l?stur er loka?ur inn i buri
dyr nakinn ber a mig
og bankar upp a frelsari
otaminn setur i ny batteri
og hle?ur a ny
og hle?ur a ny
og hle?ur a ny
og hle?ur a ny
vi? t?tum tryllt af sta?
ut i ovissuna ?ar
til a? vi? rustum ollu og reisum aftur
aftur a ny
aftur a ny
aftur a ny
aftur a bak ?ar sem vi? ri?um
aftur me? gaddavir
sem rifur upp gamalt groi? sar
er or?inn ry?gu? sal
rafmagni? bui?
mig langar a? skera
og rista sjalfan mig a hol
en ?ori ?a? ekki
frekar slekk eg a mer
aleinn a ny
[English Translation]
Barbwire Stapled In My Mouth That Bleeds Me
Locked In A Cage
Naked Animals Beat Me
And A Savior Knocks
An Untamed Puts In New Batteries
And Charges Once Again [x4]
We Set Off
Into The Unknow
Until We Destroy Everything And Are Dominant
Once Again [x3]
Once Again In The Back Where We Ride
Again The Barbwire
In My Mouth That Rips Up An Old Healed Wound
Have Become A Rusty Soul
The Electricity Is Gone
I Want To Cut
And Slice Myself To Death
But I Don?t Have The Courage
I Rather Turn Myself Off
I?m Alone Again
[Original - Icelandic]
heftur me? gaddavir i kjaftinum sem bl??ir mig
l?stur er loka?ur inn i buri
dyr nakinn ber a mig
og bankar upp a frelsari
otaminn setur i ny batteri
og hle?ur a ny
og hle?ur a ny
og hle?ur a ny
og hle?ur a ny
vi? t?tum tryllt af sta?
ut i ovissuna ?ar
til a? vi? rustum ollu og reisum aftur
aftur a ny
aftur a ny
aftur a ny
aftur a bak ?ar sem vi? ri?um
aftur me? gaddavir
sem rifur upp gamalt groi? sar
er or?inn ry?gu? sal
rafmagni? bui?
mig langar a? skera
og rista sjalfan mig a hol
en ?ori ?a? ekki
frekar slekk eg a mer
aleinn a ny
[English Translation]
Barbwire Stapled In My Mouth That Bleeds Me
Locked In A Cage
Naked Animals Beat Me
And A Savior Knocks
An Untamed Puts In New Batteries
And Charges Once Again [x4]
We Set Off
Into The Unknow
Until We Destroy Everything And Are Dominant
Once Again [x3]
Once Again In The Back Where We Ride
Again The Barbwire
In My Mouth That Rips Up An Old Healed Wound
Have Become A Rusty Soul
The Electricity Is Gone
I Want To Cut
And Slice Myself To Death
But I Don?t Have The Courage
I Rather Turn Myself Off
I?m Alone Again
Thursday
Thursday