Rosor & palmblad [English translation]

Waiting, always this waiting

From white to grey to black

This year was black

And the lilies fall from a window in Västerås tonight

I hear your laughter

Over the plumes, the palmleaves, and the crosses

That rattle there in the wind, that sounded like hoarse voices

From those who do the adverts, chasing zombies up from the graves

Give me something that feels

Longing, always this longing, from here to far away

Far, far away

And the roses shed all petals again

as if they cried blood, because life is so short

And people in the locked silent houses

Slightly open the curtains and stare out into the street

With eyes that are afraid, of everything that can happen

Even though it already has

• Artist:Kent
• Album:Du & jag döden