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Little Stream

(Den lilla bäcken)
Lyrics & music by Allan Edwall
English lyrics by Johan Christher Schütz
© National Songs/Bonnier Music Publishing (Sweden)
 


I was a child with pure and precious senses
And on my being the sun was bound to shine
My life was new, no memories or fences
The moon was full and gliding close behind
And I was young, so proud and firmly grounded
I gladly lived with animals and trees
Inside my veins no worries ever pounded
And still my heart was pure and filled with peace

The little stream runs towards the river
The river ends in an endless sea
And what remains is a single sliver
Of what that stream used to be

And I grew up and learned to hold my horses
I learned to do what you're supposed to do
I learned to choke my pain and stay my courses
And blame myself for things I can't undo
I watch the world through glances of the dying
I buy my peace with others' restlessness
I steal my strength instead of really trying
And now I snore with spiritual distress

The little stream ...

I'm like the mouse, I keep things without purpose
The only difference is that I'm collecting years
We learn to lie as if it wouldn't hurt us
And tell the truth along with bitter tears
Here in my mouth the words have turned so tasteless
It's like a plant that we forgot to tend
My faith is weak, I'm timorous and faceless
It's all just 'Start', 'The middle' and 'The end'

The little stream ...




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