Skønne Spildte Kræfter [English translation]

I jump out as an optimist

And it feels like deserting

My soul - I'll give myself back to you

My God - what else do you want?

Listen to how hard my heart beats

For high moral and ditto thoughts

Looking back without regret

High fives you'll never hit

I draw a random card

Seeking meaning

Nordic championship in black

Desire and fear in a wonderful unification

Listen to how hard my heart beats

For high moral and ditto thoughts

I'm looking back without regret

High fives you'll never hit

I know when cup's full

Full of wonderful, wasted energy

And a considerable amount of rain

White cats run across the street

Let them slowly run into a dream

Which can't only be my own

Call the beggar orchestra in

And let them play slowly

Call the beggar orchestra in

And let them play vigorously

Listen to how hard my heart beats

For high moral and ditto thoughts

I'm looking back without regret

High fives you'll never hit

I know when cup's full

Full of wonderful, wasted energy

And a considerable amount of rain

White cats run across the street

Let them slowly run into a dream

Which can't only be my own

• Artist:Peter Sommer