
Ever changing, always the same.
Soothing sounds.
Forest stream.
Take time to just feel, ha de Gött!


Ever changing, always the same.
Soothing sounds.
Forest stream.
Take time to just feel, ha de Gött!


Adam the adventures ant Left with a bold chant Walked out the anthill Fearlessly into the evening chill Strongest of animals I am Six times my size, god damn He ran out of luck Six legs was stuck Had to succum' To a chewing gum
You never know what to ant-icipate, ha de Gött!
From the archive.


Blind
Sometimes wish, I was blind
Untouchable by darkness
Walking the only, one road
Guided by an inner light
Steer me right
In life’s pathless journey
Herded by a shepherd
Holding, rod of confidence
The storming roar of uncertainty
By lighthouse foghorn silenced
A ship softly rolling
Safe at harbour
With a child’s clear eyes
See doubt turn silent
Land me in blind
Faith
Blind (Svensk version)
Önskar ibland, jag vore blind
Onåbar, av mörker
Vandrande den enda vägen
Vägledd, av inre ljus
Styr mig rätt
På livets stiglösa färd
Av en herde ledd
Trygg med sin stav
Ovisshetens stormande vrål
av fyrens mistlur vyssjad
Ett fartyg som rullar mjukt
I trygg hamn
Med barnets klara ögon
Se tvivlet tiga still
Landa mig i blind
Tro
Keep the faith, ha de Gött!


What if there is no heaven
nor a hell below
You would constantly be reborn
Not as a mouse or a wolf
You was forced to live
Someone else's life
A middle age king in abundance
Or a homeless on the street
A character in a crime novel
The handsome bright detective
or the victim, just a beautiful corpse
An endless cycle
Like the Tellus spins around the sun
Would that mean
Heaven and hell
simultaneously on earth
Just a question of
Fortunate, have it all one percent
Struggling, ninety nine percent
A throw of the Universe dice
or, how did you love here and now
Tänk om
Det inte finns någon himmel
och heller inget helvete där nere
Du skulle ständigt återfödas
inte som mus eller ulv
Du skulle tvingas leva om
Någon annans liv
En medeltids kung i överflöd
eller en hemlös på gatan
En karaktär i en deckare
Den snygga och smarta detektiven
eller offret, bara ett vackert lik
I en evighets cykel
Som Tellus snurrar runt solen
Skulle det innebära
Himmel och helvete
samtidigt på jorden
Det är bara en fråga om
Lyckosam, en procenten som har allt
Kämpande, nittionio procenten
Ett tärningskast av universum
eller, hur du visat kärlek här och nu
Try not to overthink, ha de Gött!


I sometimes wish, I would go blind
Untouchable from the darkness
Finding that only path to walk
Guided by an invisible beacon inside
A shepherd holding on to his rod
I wish I could have that blind
Faith
Svensk version / Swedish version
Önskar ibland, jag kunde bli blind
Onåbar av mörkret
Vandrande den enda vägen
Vägledd av ett inre ljus
En herde som håller i sin stav
Önskar jag kunde hitta den blinda
Tron
What’s never challenged cannot grow, ha de Gött!


The world is full of lost hopes.
Grab one as you pass by.
Root it, in your heart.
Nurture it, let it grow.
Spread it out, like branches.
As a leaf silently falling.
Hope is never truly lost.
Swedish version.
Hopp
Världen är full av förlorat hopp.
Plocka upp ett när du passerar.
Låt det slå rot, i ditt hjärta.
Vårda det, låt det växa.
Bred ut det, likt trädgrenar.
Som ett löv tyst faller.
Är hoppet aldrig helt förlorat.
Just hold on to it, ha de Gött!


Warm, colourful tracks.
Slippery, fallen leaves.
Secretly winding away.
Perceives winter chill.
Drive safe, ha de Gött!


Standing out from the crowd.
Freak, odd, weird, strange, bizarre, alien, misfit, peculiar.
Unique, original, innovative, exceptional, trailblazing, creative.
Change perspective to fill the void.
I just realised as I wrote this. It takes more letters to write the words to describe being different in a positive way than in a negative way!
Does that tell something about us? Ha de Gött!


We are just mirror images.
Soon blurred by the ripples of time.
We reach for the sky.
Just to fall, to the ground.
Like autumn leaves.
Then it starts again, ha de Gött!
Svensk version
Vi är bara spegelbilder.
Snart utsuddade av tidens krusning.
Vi sträcker oss mot himlen.
Bara för att falla, till marken.
Likt höstlöv.
Så startar det om igen, ha de Gött!


Anyone out there.
Anything, out there.
In cold, and damp aware.
We so easily scare.
Remember to look over your shoulder, ha de Gött!