jeg har ord jeg vil sige, der ikke findes.
hvis jeg opfandt dem, ville ingen forstå.

ord er en mening i koncentrat
men livet er meningsløst.

hvert ord falder fladt ned i tomhed
stillet over for livets dyb –
og overfor det kan min stemme
ingenting formå.

i have words to say that do not exist.
if i made them up you wouldn’t understand.

words are concentrated meaning.
but life itself is meaningless.

each word plummets into nothing
facing the abyss of life –
in the face of this
my voice falls silent.

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