Текст (слова) песни: Solefald - Christiania

{Edvard Munch in Christiania
Painter in the poor capital of
A spoon-like strip of land

He painted a self portrait in Hell
And herad Death speaking French
His anguish is remembered
And works of art extolled

Munch}

Beboere av Christiania, föl min angst!
Himmeln den lave brenner et bål, men dere ser ikke opp
Dere ser på meg med gröne fjes
Aldri noensinne vil dere forstå!
Beboere av Christiania, föl min angst!
Jeg hever blikket mot den synkende himmels flammer
og dere ser, dere ser
Dere ser mitt selvportrett i helvete

{Death}

Je suis venu pour récolter les malades
Je suis venu pour fêter leurs maladies
La misère me nourrit
La misère me renforce
Il ny a plus de Bible dans salle des malades
Il ny pas de livre parmi les malades
Succombez, mes enfants, à la nécessite de la mort
Succombez, mes patients, à votre humble docteur
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