| 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. | |
| The earth, you said, must follow its path, | |
| if, in each human stride, the cover of grass grows | |
| Life, you said, shall never end, | |
| a seed shall remain, and a flower bloom | |
| Death, you said, is our reaper, | |
| yet, whereto tends his way, no one shall know | |
| People, you said, can never be free, | |
| when they enslave themselves to the rush of time | |
| Of eternity, you said, ask me not, | |
| here, each and every one must decide on a way | |
| Peace, you said, do you long for him? | |
| youll find him in the woods of No-Mans-Land |
| Jorda, sa du, m f lgje sin veg, | |
| om grasvorden gror i kvart menneskjesteg. | |
| Livet, sa du, ska alder t slut, | |
| eit fr ska bli att, og ein blom springe ut. | |
| Dauden, sa du, er haustmannen v r, | |
| men ingen ska vite kor vegen hans g r. | |
| Menneskja, sa du, kan alder bli fri, | |
| n r dei bind seg til tr l av ei jagande tid. | |
| Om va, sa du, sp r ikkje meg. | |
| Der lyt kvar einaste velje sin veg. | |
| Freden, sa du, saknar du han? | |
| Du finn han i skogom i ingenmannsland. | |
| The earth, you said, must follow its path, | |
| if, in each human stride, the cover of grass grows | |
| Life, you said, shall never end, | |
| a seed shall remain, and a flower bloom | |
| Death, you said, is our reaper, | |
| yet, whereto tends his way, no one shall know | |
| People, you said, can never be free, | |
| when they enslave themselves to the rush of time | |
| Of eternity, you said, ask me not, | |
| here, each and every one must decide on a way | |
| Peace, you said, do you long for him? | |
| youll find him in the woods of NoMansLand |
| Jorda, sa du, m f lgje sin veg, | |
| om grasvorden gror i kvart menneskjesteg. | |
| Livet, sa du, ska alder t slut, | |
| eit fr ska bli att, og ein blom springe ut. | |
| Dauden, sa du, er haustmannen v r, | |
| men ingen ska vite kor vegen hans g r. | |
| Menneskja, sa du, kan alder bli fri, | |
| n r dei bind seg til tr l av ei jagande tid. | |
| Om va, sa du, sp r ikkje meg. | |
| Der lyt kvar einaste velje sin veg. | |
| Freden, sa du, saknar du han? | |
| Du finn han i skogom i ingenmannsland. | |
| The earth, you said, must follow its path, | |
| if, in each human stride, the cover of grass grows | |
| Life, you said, shall never end, | |
| a seed shall remain, and a flower bloom | |
| Death, you said, is our reaper, | |
| yet, whereto tends his way, no one shall know | |
| People, you said, can never be free, | |
| when they enslave themselves to the rush of time | |
| Of eternity, you said, ask me not, | |
| here, each and every one must decide on a way | |
| Peace, you said, do you long for him? | |
| youll find him in the woods of NoMansLand |
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