My go at a translation:
A row of benches in a restless late April
I glance over my shoulder to see you blink
I can have you whenever you want
The wind blows litter through the corridors one last time
And you and I hold our hands as we braze ourselves for the leap
We’re not very far from home
But still there’s thousands of tears left to cry
They were yours to give to whomever you want
And Finally
They’re the most precious treasure you have
So never ask for forgiveness again
And Finally
We’re transcending all of their limits
Do you remember our blood oath, our law?
Our foolish crusades toward an equally foolish place
All I remember is like nails scratched on glass
But all you do is laugh, diminish it all into a joke
But I can tell by your anxious posture, your nervous gaze, that you feel
That it’s a long way home
Soon there will be no tears left to cry
They’re were ours to give to whomever we want
And Finally
They’re the most precious treasure we have
So never ask for forgiveness again
And Finally
You’re drawing your own borders
And that boy I never knew of
Walking streets I never saw
Thinking thoughts I never thought of
Beneath hair wavy and straw
All feelings beating and blasting
An everyday life filled with holes
In a time when nothing happened
In the city that always sleeps
But honey, all of us were once young
Yes, all of us were once young
Yes, all of us were once young
I’m throwing stones in my glasshouse
I’m playing darts in my iron lung
So I grow all of my fears now
Yes, I’ll always plant new seeds
And I take shelter in my greenhouse
Where envy grows green and wild
And I’m scared for my life of living
And I’m scared to death to die
But honey, all of us will one day die
Yes, all of us will one day die
Yes, all of us will one day die
All of us will one day die
All of us will one day die
All of us will one day die
adrianssonon February 23, 2015 Link
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