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Buelampen
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Poem By R. Nilsen, a Norwegian working class poet
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One man guitar based band
One man band (with a little help from my friends) Started writing songs some 20 years ago just for fun, mostly folk songs, but likes everything from Bach to Techno
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Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
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Peak #137
Peak in subgenre #27
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Second Matters
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Second Matters
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June 10, 2003
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Buelampen Novembertåken siger inn i gatens trange sjakt Og byen ligger stum og blind og motløs og forsagt Nu segner sangen i mitt sinn for mørkets overmagt. En buelampe triste lys er alt det lys som er Den skjelver i et frossent gys: ”jeg skinner nok, se her” Men trøste alle lys som bys, så grått og tett et vær. Jeg skulle blomstre over deg og gjort din natt til dag her på de tusend steners vei - for det er jo mitt fag. Men tåken, venn, er ikke grei å slå i åpent lag. Rudolf Nilsen (1901-1929) English Translation: The arc lamp The November fog is drifting in to the empty streets The city is deaf and blind and despirited and diffident Now the song is paling in my mind for the forces of the fog A arc lamp's sadden light is all the light there is It's shivering in a frozen shudder: "I'm shining, look at me" But console every light that's offered such grey and dense weather I should have blossomed over you and turned your night to day Here on the streets of cobbeled stones for that is my trade But the fog, my friend is not easily fought in open battle
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