Lindansen [English translation]

Between the rooftops

Small margins

Roulette from Red Square

Somersaults

Like a cloud in trousers somewhere above the capital

Wanting to be a bird but only feeling newly awake

On a wobbly foot

Idiot

"What is he doing up there?"

"Is he fucking insane!?"

In a suede vest and a shirt dipped in indigo

Whistling La Marseillaise in a pair of old sneakers

High up

Flight mode

Janelle Monáe

Tight rope

Vertigo

Arrogance

Uninsured

Priggish

Drumroll, brass band

Orchestrated baptism of fire

Town square, large audience

Waiting for my suicide

Headwind, freezing temperatures

Constantly under knife threats

Law of Jante hopes the line breaks, soon enough

(100 meters from the ground, sure death should I fall down)

100 meters from the ground, sure death should I fall

(The more I dance, the more people come to watch)

The more people wants to watch me fall

(100 meters from the ground, sure death should I fall down)

100 meters from the ground, sure death-

(And, the further that I fall, the paving poses a threat, the audience grows larger)

The more people wants to watch me fall

Like a hummingbird

The Sparrow from Minsk

A razorblade in the bathtub, a Polanski-film

Somewhere between the pavement and imagination

Gold-plated euro-bonus, my inner voice is shouting "Fly!"

Irresistible wish to try my wings out

The wax is melting, the feathers are falling, I'm burning my fingers

Living life now, look at the pictures from the papers

Kodak moment, baby, eyes towards the lenses

In the same moment that I'm loving it, I'm scared for my life

Slack line, Broadway to death, like booze & sleeping pills

Curtailed origami bird catches the breeze easily

The Hitchcock-scenes you've never seen

(100 meters from the ground, sure death should I fall down)

100 meters from the ground, sure death should I fall

(The more I dance, the more people come to watch)

The more people wants to watch me fall

(100 meters from the ground, sure death should I fall down)

100 meters from the ground, sure death-

(And, the further that I fall, the paving poses a threat, the audience grows larger)

The more people wants to watch me fall

The higher up, up

The thinner the air

The higher up, up

The thinner the air

The higher up, up

The thinner the air

The higher up, up, up, up

Pause

Breathe in deep

The oxygen self-ignites, I'm falling like the Hindenburg

I guess I hoped to stay on top for a while

The altitude sickness makes itself felt, everything is spinning

So fast that it gets hard to keep my balance

Breathless, feels like I've been hit with lung cancer

And the wind is getting worse the closer I get to the edge

And If it happens should I fall

Out of the ashes, like a fucking Phoenix, a brand new day

Exchange my money for a pair of wings and leave an empty grave

Should I fall again, I think I'll do the same

(100 meters from the ground, sure death should I fall down)

100 meters from the ground, sure death should I fall

(The more I dance, the more people come to watch)

The more people wants to watch me fall

(100 meters from the ground, sure death should I fall down)

100 meters from the ground, sure death-

(And, the further that I fall, the paving poses a threat, the audience grows larger)

The more people wants to watch me fall

• Artist:Movits!
• Album:Huvudet Bland Molnen