Din enda vän [English translation]

And after the races he'll take me to dinner and dancing again.

And on Thursday to the tennis matches.

And on Sunday to the country.

What a waste of time, dear Jacques.

What a hopeless waste of time...

In your melancholy green eyes

Was a longing that can kill anyone

We were born by the dancefloor

Our idea of luxury was almost ritual

We come from socialist cities

(Behind boundaries that all others have)

Where all the noseblood that we spilt

(Became boundaries that must be drawn)

We blamed our childhood

(Licked ziplock bags like on film)

Our lustful eyes did fine on pictures

(Run run for your life)

If we get away I will fall on my knees before god

(Run run for your life)

You hold me like no one else

In a world that is hopeless and sick

(Run run for your life)

All the good, all the evil that we are

All the beautiful, all the wicked things we do

We are the same, we are alike, we are one

So let me be your only friend

In a limo white like new snow

(We held court, all we touched became gold)

A vulgar version of the Bible's pale horse

(Run run run run)

And your melancholy green eyes

(Where victory was defeat and profit was debt)

Said goodbye to weapons

Bonjour tristesse

(Run run for your life)

If we get away I will fall on my knees before god

(Run run for your life)

You hold me like no one else

In a world that is hopeless and sick

(Run run for your life)

All the good, all the evil that we are

All the beautiful, all the wicked things we do

We are the same, we are alike, we are one

So let me be your only friend

Run run run run

Let me be your only friend

Let me be your only friend

My bittersweet tristesse

• Artist:Kent