VANITY FAIR (aka LUSTANS LAKEJER): LIPS ARE SILENT (1983; Kinde)
More Lustans Lakejer, this time from their attempt at an international launch. It didnât go too well: the English version of En Plats I Solen, appropriately called A Place In The Sun, was released in Portugal and Japan but didnât make any lasting impact. Pity; at their best they were more than a match for many of the New Romantic bands who are now seen as classics.
Well, I was walking in the cool air with no straws to clutch in sight
When I saw this strange but perfect vision right among the shimmering lights
Now, the gaze her eyes would give me sent shivers down my spine
I watched her walk through crowded streets
My instinction told me: Follow her in time
Lips are silent, eyes revealing
Although our lips are closed they're not concealing
What we're thinking, what we're feeling
When our lips are silent, eyes revealing
Now, I've sometimes been a lover, still I mostly walked alone
But just one look into her eyes and all those fears would fade and then be gone
So I followed her with fervour, just like a child who seeks its toy
I never thought a total stranger could have this odd effect upon a boy
Lips are silent, eyes revealing
Although our lips are closed they're not concealing
What we're thinking, what we're feeling
When our lips are silent, eyes revealing
Running blind in love's a nice game, you're young and wild and foolish
Thinking all those stupid thoughts and doing all those stupid things
But suddenly I turned a corner and discovered she was gone
And I knew I'd never find such eyes in the years that were to come
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Lustans Lakejer: Diamanter Àr en flickas bÀsta vÀn
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-b4N3knTEMÂ
FĂ„r se hur lĂ€nge den hĂ€r extended version blir kvar pĂ„ youtube dĂ„. Den togs tidigare bort dĂ€rifrĂ„n. Instrumentalpartiet frĂ„n 3.52 till slutet Ă€r bĂ€st.Â
Gammal favorit. BĂ€sta lĂ„t med Lustans enligt mig. Förekom i Gardells Torka aldrig tĂ„rar utan vita handskar. I en dansscen. Jag bara skrek nĂ€r jag hörde lĂ„ten spelas i tv-serien. Men det Ă€r ett par Ă„r sen den gick pĂ„ tv.Â
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Absolutely brilliant 80s band, playing in Stockholm tonight to celebrate the 35th anniversary of the album En Plats I Solen, from which this song is taken. (It would have been a better single than âLĂ€ppar Tiger Ăgon Talarâ if you ask me, but nobody did ask me, possibly because I was eight years old at the time and not very interested in music...)
Jag har sakta börjat ana
Symmetrin i vÄran vÀrld
Jag tvingas le Ät mina drömmar
Finns ingen plats för svaga hÀr
Jag har försökt att finna mening
I alla motgÄngar och kval
Men alla tankar bara leder
Till samma slutgiltiga svar
Skuggan som följer mina spÄr
Vandrar lÀngs stigar utan mÄl
LÀngs denna mörka korridor
Röster som nÀmner hennes namn
Bilder av mig i hennes famn
Liksom ett skepp som nÄtt sin hamn
I stÀder samlas unga mÀnniskor
Jag ser dem dansa, ser dem le
En gÄng sÄ deltog jag i leken
Men jag insÄg att jag inget har att ge
Jag har sett unga mÀn vars laster
Har fört dem bortom varje kÀnd princip
MÀnniskor du ansÄg vara vÀnner
Vars moral sedan plötsligt sÀnker dem till svin
Skuggan som följer mina spÄr
Vandrar lÀngs stigar utan mÄl
LÀngs denna mörka korridor
Röster som nÀmner hennes namn
Bilder av mig i hennes famn
Liksom ett skepp som nÄtt sin hamn
Skuggan som följer mina spÄr
Vandrar lÀngs stigar utan mÄl
LÀngs denna mörka korridor
Jag hör röster som nÀmner hennes namn
Ser bilder av mig i hennes famn
Liksom ett skepp som nÄtt sin hamn
Liksom ett barn som söker tröst
Invid sin moders nakna bröst
SÄ lÀngtar jag efter att höra hur din röst
Viskar de ord vi fÄtt av Gud
Att sedan Äter kÀnna hur
Vi sakta blir till vackra, vilda djur
Röster som nÀmner hennes namn
Bilder av mig i hennes famn
Liksom ett skepp som efter stormen nÄr sin hamn
Skuggan som följer mina spÄr
Skuggan som följer mina spÄr
Du Àr skuggan som följer mina spÄr