The Gravel

Little one, stop despairing and dragging yourself through the gravel
Will you wait for a lifetime to let yourself go?
When you're dragging yourself you knock the others over

Oh, you think that they're laughing at you where you go, little one
That they know all about the unconscious ambitions you have
Better to take on a whole concept

Oh, you think you have found something inside yourself that is you
But in fact what has happened is you have been ground by the gravel
Were there a you, you have hated it out


Gruset

Swaying

We all sway between the barren, bleak world
and the warm and sunny emerald valley

Heavy is the burden now to carry
soon it will be light

And mother said
(And mother said this is)
This is how it will be for you
(This is how it will be before you die, you old lump)

Unintentionally I throw you hard blows
(I say the same words once again)
They whistle through the air like poisoned arrows

The strokes burn and ache, the heart is shaking
(I only wanted to be yours)
when the head penetrates

And no-one said
(And no-one said this is)
This is just how we want it now
(This is what we want before we die, go up in smoke)

You dig a hole in me
(You're digging deep, deep holes in me, even when you aren't around)
and fill it up with ink
I'm writing with it now

The fiery vision of happiness turns to smoke again
The fiery vision of happiness rises again

Translation: Kristin Ahnlund

Vinglar

The Sock       
Were you real? Your sock was left here
I asked no questions of you
You gave me no answers
Were you real?
We suffered no pain
To me, you were a shadow
To you, I was a shell

Colors from inside find their way out
Leaving us here in a gray zone
Morning draws nearer in spite of us
Heats and annoys with its rays

Were you real?
Your sock was left here
I asked no questions of you
You gave me no answers

Were you real?
We suffered no pain
To me, you were a shadow
To you, I was a shell

Translation; Kristin Ahnlund


Strumpan

Werewolf

You think you know me, but I'm another Anna
The only thing you know are my footprints in a snow long gone
I turn another Anna every time I see you
When you are near I turn into who I think you think I am

You're the moon
I am a werewolf
You're the moon
I am a werewolf

I'm thinking that I could try resisting
your pallid shimmer, well, that's easy to believe  when you are absent
I turn another Anna every time I see you
When you are near I turn into who I think you think I am

You're the moon
I am a werewolf
You're the moon
I am a werewolf


Translation - Kristin Ahnlund

Varulv

Afternoon Tea

You are the unexchangeable, 
indispensable shooting stars
And my windows are 
the eyes of yours 
shining clearly

You are my afternoon tea
Not some soggy crisp bread
Not some figures of wax
Your eyes deep like the sea
Not some plastic fake hearts
No, no brain death

You make me forget about 
the transient
and the eternal
meaningless darkness
You babble better than the others

You are my afternoon tea
Not some soggy crisp bread
Not some figures of wax
Your eyes deep like the sea
Not some plastic fake hearts
No, no brain death

Translation - Kristin Ahnlund

Sju Sorters Kakor

Glömmer Aldrig

Morphine Mind by Ripple&Murmur. Upcoming live album on Havtorn Records this winter...

Ripple & Murmur - Morphine Mind

Lyrics and music by Anna Ahnlund.
The music is written especially for the show UNDER by Olle Strandberg (Cirkus Cirkör)

Recorded live at Dansens Hus by Marcus Price.
Arranged by Anna Ahnlund
Live synth: Anna Ahnlund
Drums: Christopher Cantillo
Synth, guitar, production and arrangement of pre-recorded part by Andreas Tengblad

Photo: Mats Bäcker

Sisyphos Live@DansensHus

I made this version of the song for a Christmas show @Artipelag in Stockholm.

Arranged by @AnnaAhnlund
Mixed and mastered by @DanielOgren

Driving Home for Xmas - Anna Ahnlund

I made this version of the song for a Christmas show @ Artipelag in Stockholm.
Arranged by @AnnaAhnlund
Mixed and mastered by @DanielOgren

Winta Wonda Land - Anna Ahnlund

I made this version of the song for a Christmas show @ Artipelag in Stockholm.

Arranged by @AnnaAhnlund
Mixed and mastered by @DanielOgren

All I Want

Words
Same words once again
All of them and none
Read through to the end
but never reading

Words are whole
but we are partial
Words can be late
but we cannot unveil them

Others only think
what I am saying
We all fall asleep
We're all the same

Words are whole
but we are partial
Words can be late
but we cannot unveil them


Translation into English: Kristin Ahnlund




Ooord

Tonsättning av Salvatore Quasimodos dikt "Plötsligt är det afton".


Tellus Korona

Anna Ahnlund - sång och piano
Lars Ekman - piano

Green & Red

Then; I turned shy, I heard nothing of what I said
Magnetic were you, we were green and red and two

Time was nonexistent, nothing of what they said
was meaningful then, we were deaf and silent and blind

We shared the same outlines all the way from the top
to the shadows, were playing, but now they´ve come to a stop

Translation: Kristin Ahnlund

Gröna Röda

The Party

I´m fleeing to the party
Now, at last, it is time
Far from the little smarty
She who sat in my hair
such a long time
with too big words
and too heavy words for me

You can say that I am naive
for I am, but isn't that why I am living?
You can ask “What will happen then
when it's over and all of the bottles are shattered?”

I'm fleeing to the party
Then, at last, it is time
Far from the little smarty
She who sat in my hair
such a long time
with too big words
and too heavy words for me

You can say that it's all over now
That all the options and prospects are gone in a whirlwind
You can ask “Where did I put my time?
That which is over and only was used up to scour for another hour”

I'm fleeing to the party
Then, at last, it is time
Far from the little smarty
She who sat in my hair

such a long time

with too big words

and too heavy words for me


Kalaset

Anti Atom
If I have an anti self
somewhere far away
we can never meet
never, ever meet
For that
would end both of us
both of us

Is that how it is,
is that how it is?
That is something that we will always miss
For when we no longer do
we will no longer exist
Together we are nothingness
Together we are nothingness, nothingness

Translation into English: Kristin Ahnlund

Picture by Hana Suzuki

Antiatom

Havtorn Records



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