Monday

Actually, Im gonna start with a swedish song: Cornelis Vreeswjik - Somliga går med trasiga skor.

First of all, Cornelis was one of Swedens greatest musicians, poets and troubadours. I would say he is the number 1. He got both sad and happy music, and he got lots of funny music! I totally love him and Im so sad I never got the chance to see him, unfortunatley he died before I was even born. But even tho he was dead, we sang his music in school, and eveytime I hear those songs now I think about my happy days in school. This song, Somliga går med trasiga skor (some walks with torn shoes) is my favourite. It makes me wanna sing and dance! The beat is lovely and the lyrics, well, I dont really know what to say about the lyrics. I bet this song tells different things to everyone, but it tells me to just live my life.

We never sung this at school, but I think it was.. second year in high school, there was a little concert, I cant remember really why. Anyway, two people from school sang this song. The female music teacher and a danish student. Her voice was so beautiful when she sang the chorus, and he rapped the rest. Im not a great fan of rap, but this combination... it was stunning!

I found a translation of the song, its not great, alot gets lost in the translation, but at least you'll get an idea what its about! :)


Some walk with torn shoes
say why is it so?
God Father who lives in heaven,
maybe wants it so

God Father who lives in heaven,
closes his eyes and sleeps well.
Who cares about a pair of torn shoes
when you are old and tired

Who cares about how the days go by?
They go as they please.
Brother, in one hundred years,
you'll no longer exist.
Then somebody else have taken your place,
you'll know nothing of it.
You feel neither rain nor sun,
down in your dark grave.

Who cares about how the nights go by?
I dont care a bit.
As long as I can keep my face
buried in my love's hair.

I am a doubtful character,
not good for much.
Behind a corner death lurks,
he takes me whenever he wants.

Some walk with torn shoes,
until they walk no more.
The Devil who lives in hell,
gets himself a good laugh then