(The Silence is listening)
This song was written after one of Sváfnir's troubadour appearances in a local pub in Iceland. It seemed like someone had left the gates of hell opened that night. Crowd of incredible drunk and vulgar people where yelling and screaming all night. Later, safe and sound in his home, he found it wonderful to sit and talk to the silence - at least it didn't interrupt him....
lyrics
Ekkert breytist í leikhúsi Bakkusar
reglubræður og systur eru allsstaðar
með hendurnar, krosslagðar
um glösin, spenna þrútnar greiparnar
Ljósin kvikna, tónlistin fjarar út
ég sest niður dæsi og drekk af stút
hélt það út, engin sút
að spila trúð fyrir dræsu og drykkjuhrút
Og þögnin heyrir allt
hún hlustar þúsundfalt
hún efar engan, hæðist aldrei
þögnin heyrir allt
Fyrir utan vornóttin heilsar mér
morgunroðinn, lætur bíða eftir sér
enginn sér hvað ég er
sannarlega einn þegar þú ert ekki hér
þögnin hikar þráir að segja frá
eilíflega dæmd til að hlusta á
alla þá sem aðeins þrá
þetta eitt sem þeir aldrei fá
Og þögnin heyrir allt
hlustar þúsundfalt
hún efar engan, hæðist aldrei
þögnin heyrir allt
credits
from Menn Ársins,
released September 29, 2008
Song & lyrics: Sváfnir Sigurðarson
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