Bjork It’s Oh So Quiet

It’s. Oh. So quiet

It’s. Oh. So still

You’re all alone

And so peaceful until…

You fall in love

Zing boom

The sky up above

Zing boom

Is caving in

Wow bam

You’ve never been so nuts about a guy

You wanna laugh you wanna cry

You cross your heart and hope to die

‘Til it’s over and then

It’s nice and quiet

But soon again

Starts another big riot

You blow a fuse

Zing boom

The devil cuts loose

Zing boom

So what’s the use

Wow bam

Of falling in love

It’s. Oh. So quiet

It’s. Oh. So still

You’re all alone

And so peaceful until…

You ring the bell

Bim bam

You shout and you yell

Hi ho ho

You broke the spell

Gee. This is swell you almost have a fit

This guy is “gorge” and i got hit

There’s no mistake this is it

‘Til it’s over and then

It’s nice and quiet

But soon again

Starts another big riot

You blow a fuse

Zing boom

The devil cuts loose

Zing boom

So what’s the use

Wow bam

Of falling in love

The sky caves in

The devil cuts loose

You blow blow blow blow blow your fuse

When you’ve fallen in love

Ssshhhhhh…

Bjork Bresti Og Brak

Slæmar eru nefndirnar, thungt er theirra hlass.

Samt vid munum skjóta theim, rebba fyrir rass.

Thví vid getum jólahaldi frestad fram í mars,

Bara ef oss svo bydur vid ad horfa.

Mér er sem ég heyri bresti og brak,

Undan theim kyngikrafti.

Er thú thar nidri á thingi tekur theim tak,

Thínum med thrumukjafti.

Já, dreifbylingaflokkinn bryt ég á bak,

Eins og fúaflak!

Já, gott ef ég ekki,

(…) kofann og sprengi hid spanskgræna forna thak!

Já, mikid mun thad gledja æi minn ó

– létt’ honum dimma daga –

Er litlu börnin kaupa kí-lí-lí-ló,

Af ávöxtum í sinn maga.

Já, kát svo mun ég syngja hæ-æ-æ-hó,

(Og) líka ding-ding-dó,

Thá allt verdur uppselt,

Thó mér finnist nú sjaldan ad selst hafi alveg nóg!

Já, mikid mun thad gledja æi minn ó

– létt’ honum dimma daga –

Er litlu börnin kaupa kí-lí-lí-ló,

Af ávöxtum í sinn maga.

Já, kát svo mun ég syngja hæ-æ-æ-hó,

(Og) líka ding-ding-dó,

Thá allt verdur uppselt,

Thó mér finnist nú sjaldan ad selst hafi alveg nóg!

Thó mér finnist nú sjaldan ad selst hafi alveg nóg!

Thó mér finnist nú sjaldan ad selst hafi alveg nóg!

Bjork Bella Símamær

Hún Bella, Bella, Bella, Bella símamær,

Er ekki alveg fædd í gær.

Hún Bella, Bella, Bella, Bella símamær,

Hún kann á flestum hlutum skil, og kallar á vidtalsbil.

Í ástarmálum gildir adeins forganghsrad,

Ég ætti best ad vita thad.

Í fjöri jafnt sem fegurd alla út hún slær,

Hún Bella, Bella, Bella símamær.

Halló, halló, já hvad heitid ér?

Hvad viljid thér mér? Ég thekki ydur nú.

Halló, halló, nei ert etta thú?

Ég ekki ig nú, á semjum vid frid,

Ar slóstu mér vid!

Og augun hennar eru bædi blá og djúp og skær,

Hún brosir dátt og hlær.

Hún Bella, Bella, Bella, Bella símamær,

Er ekki alveg fædd í gær.

Í fjöri jafnt sem fegurd alla út hún slær,

Hún Bella, Bella, Bella símamær.

Halló, halló, já hvad heitid ér?

Hvad viljid thér mér enn? Ég thekki ydur nú.

Halló, halló, nei ert etta thú?

Ég ekki ig nú, á semjum vid frid,

Ar slóstu mér vid!

Og augun hennar eru bædi blá og djúp og skær,

Hún brosir dátt og hlær.

Hún Bella, Bella, Bella, Bella símamær,

Er ekki alveg fædd í gær.

Í fjöri jafnt sem fegurd alla út hún slær,

Hún Bella, Bella, Bella símamær.

Hún Bella, Bella, Bella, Bella símamær,

Er ekki alveg fædd í gær.

Í fjöri jafnt sem fegurd alla út hún slær,

Hún Bella, Bella, Bella Bella, Bella, Bella Bella, Bella, Bella, Bella,

Bella símamær.

Bjork Charlene

You’ve got yourself in a fine mess now

Charlene

You’re either absolutely mad or you are joking

Charlene

Charlene I’m crying so close to you darling

we’re naked and laughing you shine on my batteries

Charlene

I have always adored your witty mouth

Charlene

Would you please be very very rude to them

Charlene

Charlene I’m crying so close to you darling

we’re naked and laughing you shine on my batteries

Charlene

Let me get you out of that lake

Charlene

Your dress is red and oh so slippery

Charlene

I guess I have to dry you, dress you and comb you

you’re already late, I’ll sort you out

Charlene I’m crying so close to you darling

we’re naked and laughing you shine on my batteries

Charlene

Bjork Sacrifice

Why can’t you give her room?

Respect her spatial needs.

I feel you compress her

Into a small space.

With clairvoyance,

She knew what you needed,

And gave it to you.

Now her desires are repressed;

Arrows in the flesh

When she found your love,

Her nature bowed her head;

She surrendered,

She renounced the world for you,

Now she’s poisoned by demands

You cannot answer.

Why this sacrifice?

Now she regrets the whole thing,

A delayed reaction

When she left her craft voluntarily

For your nest, for your love.

Did you understand?

Appreciate,

Build a bridge to her.

Initiate a touch

Before it’s too late,

Say the words to her

That will make her shine.

Tell her that you love her.

Your generosity will show

In the volume of her glow.

Bjork Hyper Ballad

We live on a mountain

Right at the top

There’s a beautiful view

From the top of the mountain

Every morning I walk towards the edge

And throw little things off

Like: car-parts, bottles and cutlery

Or whatever I find lying around

It’s become a habit

A way

To start the day

I go through all this

Before you wake up

So I can feel happier

To be safe up here with you

I go through all this

Before you wake up

So I can feel happier

To be safe up here with you

It’s early morning

No-one is awake

I’m back at my cliff

Still throwing things off

I listen to the sounds they make

On their way down

I follow with my eyes ’til they crash

I imagine what my body would sound like

Slamming up herest those rocks

And when it lands

Will my eyes

Be closed or open?

I go through all this

Before you wake up

So I can feel happier

To be safe up here with you

I go through all this

Before you wake up

So I can feel happier

To be safe up here with you

I go through all this

Before you wake up

So I can feel happier

To be safe up here with you

Safe up here with you

Safe up here with you

Safe up here with you

Safe up here with you

Safe up here with you

Safe up here with you

Safe up here with you

Safe up here with you

Bjork In The Musicals

Why do I love it so much?

What kind of magic is this?

How come I can’t help adore it?

It’s just another musical

No one minds it at all

If I’m having a ball

This is a musical

And there’s always someone

To catch me

There’s always someone to catch me

There’s always someone to catch me

There’s always someone to catch me

When you fall

Why do I love you so much?

What kind of magic is this?

How come I can’t help adore you?

You were in a musical.

I don’t mind it at all

If I’m having a ball

This is a musical!

And you were always there

To catch me

You were always there to catch me

You were always there to catch me

You were always there to catch me

When I fall…

I don’t mind it at all

If you’re having a ball

This is a musical!

And I will always be there to catch you

I’ll always be there to catch you

I’ll always be there to catch you

I’ll always be there to catch you

I’ll always be there to catch you

You were always there to catch me

And there’s always someone

To catch me

You will always be there to catch me

You were always there to catch me

When I’d fall…

Bjork Declare Independence

Declare independence!

Don’t let them do that to you!

Declare independence!

Don’t let them do that to you!

Declare independence!

Don’t let them do that to you!

Declare independence!

Don’t let them do that to you!

Start your own currency!

Make your own stamp

Protect your language

Declare independence

Don’t let them do that to you

Declare independence

Don’t let them do that to you

[x4] Make your own flag!

[x6] Raise your flag!

Declare independence!

Don’t let them do that to you!

Declare independence!

Don’t let them do that to you!

Damn colonists

Ignore their patronizing

Tear off their blindfolds

Open their eyes

Declare independence!

Don’t let them do that to you!

Declare independence!

Don’t let them do that to you!

With a flag and a trumpet

Go to the top of your highest mountain!

[x6] Raise your flag!

Declare independence!

Don’t let them do that to you!

Declare independence!

Don’t let them do that to you!

Raise the flag!

Bjork It’s In Our Hands

Look no further

Look no further

I look no further

Cruelest, almost

Always to ourselves

It mustn’t get

Any better, off

It’s in our hands

It always was

It’s in our hands

In our hands

It’s all there

In our hands

It’s all there

In our hands

Well, now aren’t we

Scaring ourselves

Unnecessarily?

Aren’t we trying too hard?

‘Cause it’s in our hands

It’s in our hands

It’s all here

It’s in our hands

Look no further

I look no further

It’s in our hands

It always was

It’s in our hands

It’s in our hands

It’s in our hands

It’s in our hands

Bjork Himnaför

[Icelandic:]

Stúlka mín litla, sem leikur þér dátt

Liðinn er dagur og komin er nátt

Tími að fara nú fötunim úr

Fingurna þvo, en hvað segir þú?

Gefðú mér kodda og gefðú mér sæng

Gefðú mér rúm sem á tvöfaldan veng

þar mun ég fljúga í hugarins heim

Og halda í draum út í víðfeðman geim

Fljúgðú þá vina min huganum í

Heimsóttu Venus og Merkúkry

þar muntu hitt’eina fallega frú

Sem færir þér gjafir, en hvað segir þu?

Frá jörðinni liggur svó leiðin til Mars

Lækir þar ida af silung og lax

Töff er að reikna um Júpiters tungl

Og taka þar lagið, en hvað segir þu?

Gefðú mér kodda og gefðú mér sæng…

Á Satúrnus dansa þeir klukkun’um kring

Kólfunum skjóta með Úranus swíng

Í Neptunus borg má svo byggja sér bú

Sér bregða til Pluto, en hvað segir þú?

Gefðú mér kodda og gefðú mér sæng…

[English:]

My little girl, who plays so well

The day has passed and the night has come

Time now to take your clothes off

Wash the fingers, or what do you think?

Give me a pillow and give me a blanket

Give me a bed that has two sets of wings

There I will fly in the home of my mind

And go in a dream to the huge universe

Then fly my friend in the mind

Visit Venus and Mercury

There you will meet a beautiful wife

Who brings you presents, or what do you think?

From earth the the route leads to Mars

Where shoals of trouts and salmon play

Delays are expected at Jupiter’s moon

And…, or what do you think?

Give me a pillow and give me a blanket…

In Saturn they dance around the clock

Shot the clubs with a Uranus swing

In Neptunus city you may build your home

And travel to Pluto, or what do you think?

Give me a pillow and give me a blanket…