Swedish Lyrics

Yeah, I know Swedish myself, but there's one thing you can help me with: what does it mean, Se var morgon gry, you know, the track by Kaipa? I always wondered what it meant.

Lyrics to "Circus Apparatha" by Samla Mammas Manna:

Spoken: "So we're here on stage", "Mommy"
Turn on the device
Let the ________ and the tigers fight ___________
And look at the clown, he's almost dissappearing behind his large cigar

The arena was full of sparkling life
Monkeys and toads in a soap-bubble dance, and circus romance
But the snap of the whip in the leaders hand, can turn things around ______________
And that's happened (sarcastic tone)

(something in german? Doesn't sound swedish to me)

The clown is only smiling ____________________
The laughter ____________ but no laughter remains
_________ is hiding(?), everywhere

_______ Elephant (check it out)
Is balancing on a ________
Lifting his proboscis high to the ceiling (I'm scared)

And there's Adolf the strong
Can lift 1000 kilos
Swallow fire in his mouth
And eating nails on toast

And little fat Lisa
With arms and legs missing
She's the audiences ________
With teeth(?) in the trapeze

And many, many others

But suddenly the image is blurred out
Dissappears from my view at last
But look at you!/How do you look like?

I did my best

Sure, give me a minute!

Abstrakt, I understand your problems here – these lyrics aren’t easy to translate. Here’s another version (I’m Norwegian but i know Swedish quite well):

The present is ruins of the past.
We live in a lonely world
where everything that’s gathered in piles
all around us
constantly leads our souls
towards destruction and disharmony.
All dreamers knowing
otherwise are wrong.
Maybe we are led astray.
Why are we here to no avail?
Time is suffering
My soul travels on
in the dream.

Seekers looking for answers get lost
in a fog of incomplete life*
where immoral people appear
and thought becomes a feeling
of powerlessness and indifference
Then, we meet and gather to celebrate
an understanding beyond
a hypocritical, mocking abracadabra world

*Literally: The seekers’ answers
in a fog marked by get-lost-ness and incomplete life

– but I think that sounds a bit awkward.

Thanks Alexander/