Botanisk Hage [English translation]

[Verse 1]

The animals don't follow there

There are only animal skeletons there

Welcome, no expensive tickets

Back out before 12 o'clock

Where they get visits some nights

In a million pretty palettes

In the flowerbeds they run and fall

They imagine concrete

Usual nights, except no one knows anymore

You can look at the pond, have to pay for pools

Nothing you're standing on is of usual terrain

So I hide and make it a habit when it closes

Join me on an evening- or daytrip

We can look at weed in a cannabis cage

You can still hear people and cars

Inbetween butterflies, bushes and nature

Sniff the pink rhododendron

But you mustn't walk on the rocks

Then a part-time guard could scold you

And speak to you as if it's something you should expect

No people here when it rains, but

That's just a benefit for the trees

They have stuff they want to say too

And it's sometimes awful to decode

[Chorus]

Botanical garden, botanic-tanic

Botanical garden

All year round, daily habit

Botanical garden, botanic-magic

Botanical garden, there's nothing like our dyad

[Verse 2]

Here it doesn't get better or worse

We leave everything in front of the fence

Carrying nothing in the chest nor heart

No one can take blame

There's no hero to ask

If you against probability should dare

And during the night the tops get bigger

The rest loses all its idyll

There are all the clones that were cloned from clones

All the lawns get trimmed into pretty formations

Up on the roofs there are angels and demons

They're reflecting in the reflections of people's egos

Come an look back to the present

Or we can dig up a meal

Run back out with grass stains on our hands

Before those roots disappear with a season

Way in the middle there are glass cages

Where they have captured all the climates

But it's like cake without icing

Let's just stick to the paradigms

Or try to bite over the stigmas

But that can't happen in the garden

Can't pay attention to it if it isn't perfect

Smiling with crushed ice in the stomach

[Chorus]

Botanical garden, botanic-tanic

Botanical garden

All year round, daily habit

Botanical garden, botanic-magic

Botanical garden, there's nothing like our dyad

[Verse 3]

Nobody here has any interest in if the wallet

Is fasting or starting to get fat

You can swap everything you doubt for everything you know

Let your eyelids fall under some oak

(collect pine nuts)

Or just forget that you're going to die and that you're alive

Without expecting any honor or praise

Because it's not you who lives here (no)

Here you can just become dirt (ey)

There's no talk here about being a woman or man

Of your word cause it's best to stay silent

Everything is dark and nothing is lit

And in the dusk the clouds look like amethysts

(and bird chirps)

Dancing between the trunks in a t(h)ree-beat scale

Just you wait until the pictures are completely developed

But it's not you who lives here, no

Nothing is how you think

[Chorus]

Botanical garden, botanic-tanic

Botanical garden

All year round, daily habit

Botanical garden, botanic-magic

Botanical garden, there's nothing like our dyad

Botanical garden, botanic-tanic

Botanical garden

All year round, daily habit

Botanical garden, botanic-magic

Botanical garden, there's nothing like our dyad

• Artist:Cezinando
• Album:Barn av Europa