You’ve hit us and threatened us with weapons. You’ve tried to stop your own kids cried. You’ve come along with helmets and empty paraphrases. You should realize, you are the ones being punished. You can’t kill us. You can’t kill us. You can’t kill us. We are a part of you. You are holding on to power. Support what you know. Fight the fight to gain new votes. We lock our doors with security chains. We are human beings living. Laughing and fighting while crying. You can’t kill us… You can send us to prison. Take us out of the world. You can send detectives to track us down. You can destroy everything with bombs. Wipe out the world. Is it us or yourselves you are afraid to face? You can’t kill us
annisette, bifrost, sebastan, poul dising.. fantastisk tekst .. hvad helvede vil i have mere end dette mester stykke.. det har endag en historie og er samfunds relevant.. det er toppen
En dejlig sang fra dengang der stadig var håb for menneskeheden, hvor solidaritet og sammenhold var værdier, der blev højt respekteret. I dag har grådighed, griskhed, egoisme, misundelse og havesyge lave idealer vundet over civilisationen, men ingen rose kan kues så langt ned at der ikke plantes spirer til nye. Folket og dets magt vil vokse igen, og forhåbentligt glemmer de blå smølfer så deres frygt og egoisme.
Det er nok en af de bedste danske tekster der der er lavet. Den vil vare evigt i mit indre og den passer godt ind i tiden som den er lige nu,med al den krig og vold
Denne sangen spilles på slutten av "Hvem har bestemt...?!". En norsk film klassiker fra Petter Vennerød. Om forlates svensker, men denne sangen tilhører nordmennene etter dens inkludering i Vennerøds klassiker.
Hele pointen med at "befri rygeren" er fjerne den kriminelle del af at ryge grøn tobak. Så man ikke kommer i kontakt med de farlige banditter, som truer og dræber
nej mr chaos... du bliver aldrig en vinder... du har bare hevet vinderne ned på anden pladsen og givet første pladsen til et samfund vi begge er slaver til... du lever under de samme regler som du pålægger os og du er rykket ned på en tredje plads..............................................................................those who win the last war are those who cant be seen -nostradamus
Ja, for janteloven er vendt på hovedet. Før skulle du ikke tro du var noget. Nu skal du tro du er noget. Så alle tænker mig, mig mig. Så dør fællesskabet.
Sang og tekst passer endnu bedrer til hvordan landets befolkning har det,men den behandling/opførsel som landets politiker bruger i dagligdagen.... KÆMP FOR JERES RETTIGHEDER..
Med den højredrejning som samfundet har taget, også fra de gamle 68'eres side af må vi i gang med at lære andre om solidaritet og sammenhold frem for egoisme og selvretfærdighed.
Den spillede vi meget i Bagger Radios store kassevogn, og det var når indskrivningen havde givet os en tur der ikke burde kunne nås inden fyraften, men når vi så kunne parkere 10-30 minutter før i gården, så blev den afspillet fra CC bånd for fuld skrue. 🙂
OK, I just found a translation. Thank you Linda Hollman!! I was quite startled to see how the lyrics resonated with my own comments with regards to police intervention, but I suppose such a reaction is to be expected whenever an independent state is being attempted to be carved out of an existing nation.
I just learned of Christiana town. I read Jacob Ludvigsens proclamation, which brought me to this song. it sounds nice, although I can't understand the lyrics. Well done!!, residents of Christiana town!! If that were tried in Canada, the RCMP would very quickly move in with guns and bulldozers!!
Can someone translate the song. I've seen the translation once and I think the message of the song needs to be spread I would love to see a version with english subtitles ;-)
Elizuchka Here's a translation of the lyrics, might not be the best english, but i've done my best. You have beaten with truncheons, have threatened us with weapons. You've tried to stop your own children yelling. You can come with helmets and hollow paragraphs, but I should soon ku realize it is you I punish. You can not kill us, you can not kill us, you can not kill us; we are a part of yourself. You hold on to power and supports what you know. In fighting your battles to win new votes. Lock our doors with safety chains We are people who live, clay and struggling as we weep. You can not kill us, you can not kill us, you can not kill us; we are a part of yourself. You can put us in jail, and remove us from the world. You can put detectives to follow our whereabouts. You can split everything with bombs, put the whole world desolate is it us or is it yourself you are afraid of meeting? You can not kill us, you can not kill us, you can not kill us; we are a part of yourself.
