I have lost my faith in you, but whatever,

I have given up on our dreams and that is fine,

I cannot give in to your troubles and my fears  anymore.

I have picked up my ticket, and off to the train station my legs lead.



I cannot keep up with the tone! That growl! Those walls…and you,

I have given up on faith! On love! On misery…on you!

I’ve lost a life! A child! A friend….and you!

So I pick the pace and go and run and flatter away from you…

I have given up on crying forever,

I have given up on our wretched lives and that’s fine.

I am happy as a clam can ever be on a wet rocky  shore!

I have jumped on the train and hallo, here I come my sweetly Swede.





I have chosen a few good tigers with sharp claws and strong jaws,

I have chosen the chief’s son because he is golden,

I have chosen my son because he is fearless,

I am leading them because there is no other warlord.


I have fucked my wife the whole night because i will not be back,

I have killed all my debtors because they lack honor,

I have taken their measly snow fields and given them to my cubs,

I am the only warlord in a thousand leagues.


I have responded to the invitation to war because I am undaunted,

I have sharpened my claws because I mean to drown in my enemies’ blood,

I have made a habit of peace at war,

I am the warlord in a thousand leagues.


I am my mother’s eldest son,

I am my wife’s constant worry and prayer,

I am my children’s mentor – God I hope not.

I have become the unwilling warlord of the snow fields.






How long has it been since Edelweiss,

Twenty years and two more,

Oh fairy, oh music!

Take me to Edelweiss.

Old and cruel, slowly I’ve become,

Rash and careless my name,

Yet Edelweiss, Edelweiss,

My dreams lie with you.

Up in the mountains I bath in snow,

I drink the rocks for Edelweiss,

Edelweiss, Edelweiss,

I’m going to sleep forever.



Seven times in seven days, I remember every seventh,

You missed my seventh birthday and beat me for crying over it.

You carried me around every seven times, i remember every seventh,

The first seven you walked me in your bulky arms, your tot.


Seven years before, I remember the seventh,

Seven years after, the world crumbled on your feet.

Seven motionless years, I always remember the seventh,

Seven different parts of you apart.


Seven different ways, I still remember the seventh,

Seven years three times changed, gone yonder is my heart.

Seven, always the seventh, you lost hope and  I still remember the seventh,

Seven days twice, I spoke to you, you murmured recognition, then I saw you last


Seven days, five times later, your nearly made me miss the seventh,

Seventh born, seventh son of the seventh.

Seven years by ten your lived, and lost after every seventh,

Seven hundred times my heart beats for your every Seventh.


Oh my love! I cannot forget the seventh.


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