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Skrik f\u00f6r livet<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Studios (CD):<\/strong> RFM – Karlstad, Purple Sound – Stockholm, Edin Studio – G\u00e4vle, Beckmann & C:o – \u00d6rebro, Digitalfabriken – G\u00f6teborg
\n\u00c5r:<\/strong> 1998
\nSkivbolag:<\/strong> little beat records
\nProducent:<\/strong> Ingemar Olsson
\nTekniker:<\/strong> Stig Lindell, Lars Rosin, Andreas Nordqvist, Bertil Edin<\/p>\n

DVD 2009 Inspelad av SVT \u00e5r 2000 p\u00e5 revyscenen Badhuset, \u00d6rebro<\/p>\n

Trummor:<\/strong> Peter Damin, Klas Anderhell (sp\u00e5r 4)
\nKeyboards:<\/strong> Stig Lindell, J\u00f6rgen Ingestr\u00f6m (sp\u00e5r 4,16)
\nGitarr:<\/strong> Jonas Ogelid, Patric Lindell (sp\u00e5r 4,16), Kent Larsson (sp\u00e5r 7)
\nBas:<\/strong> Mattias Uhrbom
\nS\u00e5ngsolister:<\/strong> Ingemar Olsson, Emily \u00c5hl\u00e9n (sp\u00e5r 3,5,7,9,16), Andreas Sandlund (sp\u00e5r 4,9,13)
\nDavid \u00c5hl\u00e9n (sp\u00e5r 5, 9), Daniel Winberg (sp\u00e5r 5), Mikael Eriksson (sp\u00e5r 7)
\nMimmi Waerm\u00f6 (sp\u00e5r 9)
\nK\u00f6r:<\/strong> Mimmi Waerm\u00f6, Andreas Sandlund, Emily \u00c5hl\u00e9n, Mikael Eriksson, Bj\u00f6rn Klingvall, Ingemar Olsson, David \u00c5hl\u00e9n (sp\u00e5r 4,9), Fredrik Beckmann (sp\u00e5r 5,10), Urban Hussmo (sp\u00e5r 10)[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][vc_column width=”1\/3″][vc_single_image image=”311″ img_size=”medium”][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_tta_accordion style=”modern” color=”black” spacing=”3″ c_icon=”triangle” active_section=”non-existing number” title=” Titlar:” no_fill=”true”][vc_tta_section title=”F\u00f6delse ” tab_id=”1457607031744-54ffe19c-706a”][vc_row_inner][vc_column_inner width=”1\/4″][vc_empty_space][vc_single_image image=”314″ img_size=”full” alignment=”center”][vc_btn title=”CD-ON” color=”info” size=”sm” align=”center” i_icon_fontawesome=”fa fa-shopping-cart” button_block=”true” add_icon=”true” css=”.vc_custom_1568471688716{margin-bottom: 2px !important;}” link=”url:https%3A%2F%2Fcdon.se%2Fmusik%2Folsson-ingemar%2Fskrik-49217||”][vc_btn title=”Spotify” style=”flat” color=”success” size=”sm” align=”center” i_icon_fontawesome=”fa fa-spotify” link=”url:https%3A%2F%2Fplay.spotify.com%2Fartist%2F6Jb0et6qfgXlPmRPYrM0bN%3Fplay%3Dtrue%26utm_source%3Dopen.spotify.com%26utm_medium%3Dopen||” button_block=”true” add_icon=”true” css=”.vc_custom_1461661606016{margin-top: 2px !important;margin-bottom: 2px !important;}”][\/vc_column_inner][vc_column_inner width=”3\/4″][vc_empty_space][vc_single_image image=”317″ img_size=”full” alignment=”center”][vc_column_text]<\/p>\n

F\u00f6delse<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\n\n

Instrumentall\u00e5t – intro p\u00e5 m\u00e4ssan Skrik f\u00f6r livet
\nL\u00e5ten avslutas med ett barnskrik – final p\u00e5 v\u00e4gen genom livmodern.
\nN\u00e4r m\u00e4ssan framf\u00f6rs live, l\u00e4ser sedan n\u00e5gon f\u00f6ljande text:<\/p>\n

En nyf\u00f6dd m\u00e4nniska skriker
\nSkriket \u00e4r v\u00e5rt s\u00e4tt att presentera oss f\u00f6r omv\u00e4rlden: H\u00e4r \u00e4r jag, r\u00e4kna med mej.
\nMen skriket \u00e4r ocks\u00e5 en protest.
\nI mammas mage har alla m\u00e4nniskor lika villkor. Men sen f\u00f6r\u00e4ndras allt. V\u00e4rlden \u00e4r or\u00e4ttvis.
\nVissa m\u00e4nniskor har ingenstans att bo, ingenting att \u00e4ta, ingenting att ta p\u00e5 sej
\nVissa m\u00e4nniskor har alldeles f\u00f6r lite. Men vissa m\u00e4nniskor har alldeles f\u00f6r mycket
\nDet h\u00e4r \u00e4r or\u00e4ttvist. Och vi m\u00e5ste skrika. Om vi tiger f\u00f6rlorar vi en del av v\u00e5r m\u00e4nsklighet
\nDet \u00e4r om\u00e4nskligt att tiga!<\/p>\n

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Ledsen, arg och besviken<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\nhttp:\/\/ingemarolsson.se\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/04\/Web_Ledsen_arg.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n

Ledsen, arg och besviken ser jag p\u00e5 v\u00e4rlden runt omkring
\nLedsen, arg och besviken – Gud varf\u00f6r g\u00f6r du ingenting
\nBryr du dej inte att m\u00e4nskorna lider, hatar och strider och sl\u00e5ss
\nLedsen, arg och besviken
\nH\u00f6r du p\u00e5 skriken som kommer fr\u00e5n oss<\/p>\n

Ledsen, arg och besviken p\u00e5 mitt eget underliga liv
\nLedsen, arg och besviken p\u00e5 mina grumliga motiv
\nAllt som jag gjorde s\u00e5 klart att jag ville, fl\u00f6t ut i ett otydligt nej
\nLedsen, arg och besviken
\nH\u00f6r du p\u00e5 skriken som kommer fr\u00e5n mej<\/p>\n

Skriken som stiger som f\u00e5glar mot himlen och s\u00f6ker sin far och sin mor
\nBurna p\u00e5 vingar som l\u00e4ngtar till riken d\u00e4r k\u00e4rlek och r\u00e4ttvisa bor<\/p>\n

Ledsen, arg och besviken m\u00f6ter jag livet h\u00e4r och nu
\nMitt i s\u00e5ngen, musiken, br\u00f6det och vinet, h\u00e4r \u00e4r du
\nGud, du som lider d\u00e4r m\u00e4nskorna lider, hatar och strider och sl\u00e5ss
\nLedsen, arg och besviken
\nH\u00f6r du p\u00e5 skriken som kommer fr\u00e5n oss<\/p>\n

Skriken som stiger som f\u00e5glar mot himlen och s\u00f6ker sin far och sin mor
\nBurna p\u00e5 vingar som l\u00e4ngtar till riken d\u00e4r k\u00e4rlek och r\u00e4ttvisa bor<\/p>\n

Ledsen, arg och besviken
\nH\u00f6r du p\u00e5 skriken som tvivlar och tror<\/p>\n

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ENGLISH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Sad, Disappointed and Angry<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\n

Sad, disappointed and angry
\nI look at the world surrounding me
\nSad, disappointed and angry
\nGod don’t you listen, can’t you see
\nSo many people are living in anguish,
\nhatred, hunger and pain
\nSad, disappointed and angry
\nGod, are we crying and praying in vain?<\/p>\n

Sad, disappointed and angry
\nI pity myself for what I do
\nSad, disappointed and angry
\nI don’t even do what I want to
\nThings that I said I would never forget
\nWere the very things I forgot
\nSad, disappointed and angry
\nGod, do you hear what saying or not<\/p>\n

Hear when I cry like a bird in the sky
\nLooking somewhere to land
\nSeeking a site where the going’s gone right
\nAnd where justice and peace are at hand<\/p>\n

Sad, disappointed and angry
\nBut ready to share some bread and wine
\nSad, disappointed and angry
\nMaybe the truth is here to find
\nHoly communion with people in anguish,
\nHatred, hunger and pain
\nSad, disappointed and angry
\nSharing together again and again<\/p>\n

Hear when I cry like a bird in the sky …<\/p>\n

Sad, disappointed and angry
\nCrying to God, will you answer my prayer<\/p>\n

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FRENCH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

D\u00e9\u00e7u, furieux, \u00e9coeur\u00e9 …<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson
\nFran\u00e7aise: Olivier Brunel<\/p>\n

D\u00e9\u00e7u, furieux, \u00e9coeur\u00e9
\nJe vois le monde autour de moi
\nD\u00e9\u00e7u, furieux, \u00e9coeur\u00e9
\nDieu, pourquoi ne bouges-tu pas ?
\nTe moques-tu de tous ces gens qui vivent
\nLa haine, la faim et la peur ?
\nD\u00e9\u00e7u, furieux, \u00e9coeur\u00e9
\nEntends-tu le cri qui vient de la terre ?<\/p>\n

D\u00e9\u00e7u, furieux, \u00e9coeur\u00e9,
\nJe n\u00b9aime pas ma dr\u00f4le de vie,
\nD\u00e9\u00e7u, furieux, \u00e9coeur\u00e9
\nJe ne sais m\u00eame plus o\u00f9 j\u00b9en suis
\nO\u00f9 sont mes r\u00eaves et mes certitudes
\nJ\u00b9ai tout oubli\u00e9 aujourd\u00b9hui
\nD\u00e9\u00e7u, furieux, \u00e9coeur\u00e9
\nEntends-tu le cri qui vient de mon c\u00a6ur ?<\/p>\n

C\u00b9est vers le bleu du ciel que ce cri s\u00b9\u00e9lance
\nComme un oiseau qui est trop lourd
\nPort\u00e9 sans cesse par une esp\u00e9rance
\nD\u00b9un monde de paix et d\u00b9amour<\/p>\n

D\u00e9\u00e7u, furieux, \u00e9coeur\u00e9,
\nJe te reconnais malgr\u00e9 tout,
\nPr\u00e9sent dans ma musique
\nLe pain et le vin partag\u00e9s
\nDieu, toi qui souffre com\u00b9 les hommes souffrent
\nLa haine, la faim et la peur
\nD\u00e9\u00e7u, furieux, \u00e9coeur\u00e9
\nTu connais le cri qui vient de nos coeurs<\/p>\n

C\u00b9est vers le bleu du ciel que ce cri s\u00b9\u00e9lance
\nComme un oiseau qui est trop lourd
\nPort\u00e9 sans cesse par une esp\u00e9rance
\nD\u00b9un monde de paix et d\u00b9amour<\/p>\n

D\u00e9\u00e7u, furieux, \u00e9coeur\u00e9
\nJe crie mes doutes, je te crie ma foi<\/p>\n

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NORWEGIAN LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Sinna, skuffet og lei meg<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson
\nTil norsk i samarbeid med Olaf Gundersen og Svein Ove Olsen<\/p>\n

Sinna, skuffet og lei meg ser jeg p\u00e5 runt omkring
\nSinna, skuffet og lei meg – Gud hvorfor gj\u00f8r du ingenting
\nSer du da ikke at mennesker lider, hater og dreper og sl\u00e5ss
\nSinna, skuffet og lei meg
\nH\u00f8rer du skriket som kommer fra oss<\/p>\n

Sinna, skuffet og lei meg for mitt eget underlige liv
\nSinna, skuffet og lei meg for mine grumsete motiv
\nAlle de ja som jeg sa at jeg ville, de ble et utydelig nei
\nSinna, skuffet og lei meg
\nH\u00f8rer du skriket som kommer fra meg<\/p>\n

Skrikene stiger som fugler mot himmelen og s\u00f8ker sin far og sin mor
\nB\u00e6res p\u00e5 vinger og drives av lengsel dit fred og rettferdighet bor<\/p>\n

Sinna, skuffet og lei meg m\u00f8ter jeg livet her og n\u00e5
\nSinna, skuffet og lei meg trenger jeg en \u00e5 stole p\u00e5
\nGud, du som lider der mennesker lider, ser at vi hater og sl\u00e5ss
\nSinna, skuffet og lei meg
\nH\u00f8rer du skriket som kommer fra oss<\/p>\n

Skrikene stiger som fugler mot himmelen og s\u00f8ker sin far og sin mor
\nB\u00e6res p\u00e5 vinger og drives av lengsel dit fred og rettferdighet bor<\/p>\n

Sinna, skuffet og lei meg
\nH\u00f8rer du skriket som tviler og tror<\/p>\n

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SPANISH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Triste y decepcionado<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson Espa\u00f1ol: Luis Alfredo Diaz – Montserrat Pons<\/p>\n

Triste y decepcionado
\nmiro el mundo a mi alrededor
\nTriste y decepcionado
\nDime, \u00bfpor qu\u00e9 no haces nada, Dios?
\nNo te preocupa que sufra la gente
\nque odien y mueran sin m\u00e1s
\nTriste y decepcionado
\n\u00bfOyes acaso nuestro grito, Dios?<\/p>\n

Triste y decepcionado
\nvivo mi vida, mal sobre mal
\nTriste y decepcionado
\ncon mi ego\u00edsta raz\u00f3n de ser
\nJuro mil veces diciendo que s\u00ed
\ny luego mi s\u00ed es un no
\nTriste y decepcionado
\n\u00bfOyes el grito de mi coraz\u00f3n?<\/p>\n

Gritos que suben volando hacia el cielo
\nllamando a tu puerta Se\u00f1or
\nViaja en sus alas, profunda a\u00f1oranza
\nde amor, de justicia y de paz<\/p>\n

Triste y decepcionado
\nvengo a encontrarme contigo hoy
\nen esta simple canci\u00f3n
\nEn el pan y el vino, tu est\u00e1s, Se\u00f1or
\nDios, t\u00fa que sufres cuando el mundo sufre
\npor odio, lucha y rencor
\nTriste y decepcionado
\nYo s\u00e9 que escuchas nuestro grito, Dios<\/p>\n

Gritos que suben …<\/p>\n

Triste y decepcionado
\nGritos de dudas y gritos de fe<\/p>\n

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Alla \u00e4r vi sm\u00e5<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ronald Miller \/ Sv. text Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\n

Se p\u00e5 v\u00e5ran v\u00e4rld och oss som lever h\u00e4r
\nVi som ber till Gud som haver barnen k\u00e4r
\nVi \u00e4r ganska r\u00e4dda n\u00e4r natten faller p\u00e5
\nAlla \u00e4r vi sm\u00e5<\/p>\n

R\u00e4dda f\u00f6r varann, med bomber och gev\u00e4r
\nVisa oss hur vi ska komma ur det h\u00e4r
\n\u00d6ppna v\u00e5ra \u00f6gon, Herre hj\u00e4lp oss att f\u00f6rst\u00e5
\nAlla \u00e4r vi sm\u00e5<\/p>\n

Alla \u00e4r vi sm\u00e5, alla \u00e4r vi sm\u00e5
\nHerre, hj\u00e4lp oss se vilken v\u00e4g vi ska g\u00e5
\nAlla \u00e4r vi sm\u00e5<\/p>\n

Se familjen d\u00e4r, som inte har n\u00e5\u2019n mat
\nJobbar h\u00e5rt, men \u00e4nd\u00e5 st\u00e5r med tomma fat
\nHerre ge oss kraft till det vi m\u00e5ste \u00e4ndra p\u00e5
\nAlla \u00e4r vi sm\u00e5<\/p>\n

Alla \u00e4r vi sm\u00e5…<\/p>\n

Se den kvinnan, som f\u00f6rlorat allt sitt hopp
\nSe den man som tappat tron och givit opp
\nHerre, vi som ber till Dig, vi liknar dem \u00e4nd\u00e5
\nAlla \u00e4r vi sm\u00e5<\/p>\n

Alla \u00e4r vi sm\u00e5…<\/p>\n

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FRENCH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Seigneur, aide-nous<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ronald Miller (Heaven Help Us All)
\nFran\u00e7aise: Olivier Brunel<\/p>\n

Regarde le monde
\nEt regarde-nous vivre
\nComptant sur toi pour manger
\nPour nous v\u00eatir
\nPourtant, nous avons peur
\nD\u00e8s que revient la nuit
\nSeigneur, aide-nous<\/p>\n

Devenus m\u00e9fiants
\nLes uns envers les autres
\nNous avons besoin
\nSeigneur, que tu nous montres
\nL\u2019issue de secours
\nAlors, oui ! ouvre nos yeux
\nSeigneur, aide-nous<\/p>\n

Seigneur, aide-nous,
\nSeigneur aide-nous
\nP\u00e8re, fais-nous voir
\nEt trouver le chemin
\nSeigneur, aide-nous<\/p>\n

Vois cette famille
\nSans toit, sans nourriture
\nIls travaillent dur
\nPour des assiettes vides
\nDonne-nous la force
\nDe faire changer les choses
\nSeigneur, aide-nous<\/p>\n

Seigneur, aide-nous …<\/p>\n

Vois cette femme qui a perdu tout espoir
\nEt cet homme qui ne veut plus encore y croire
\nP\u00e8re, nous qui te prions
\nSommes-nous si diff\u00e9rents
\nSeigneur, aide-nous<\/p>\n

Seigneur, aide-nous …<\/p>\n

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ENGLISH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Heaven Help Us All<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ronald Norman Miller<\/p>\n

Heaven help the child
\nwho never had a home
\nHeaven help the girl
\nwho walks the streets alone
\nHeaven help the roses
\nIf the bombs begin to fall
\nHeaven help us all<\/p>\n

Heaven help the black man
\nIf he struggles one more day
\nHeaven help the white man
\nIf he turns his back way
\nHeaven help the man
\nwho kicks the man who has to crawl
\nHeaven help us all<\/p>\n

Heaven help us all
\nHeaven help us all
\nHeaven help us, Lord hear our call
\nwhen we call
\nHeaven help us all<\/p>\n

Heaven help the boy
\nwho won’t reach twenty-one
\nHeaven help the man
\nwho gave that boy a gun
\nHeaven help the people
\nwith their backs against the wall
\nHeaven help us all<\/p>\n

Heaven help us all …<\/p>\n

Now I lay me down before I go to sleep
\nIn a troubled world I pray the Lord to keep
\nHatred from the mighty
\nand the mighy from the small
\nHeaven help us all<\/p>\n

Heaven help us all …<\/p>\n

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NORWEGIAN LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Alle er vi sm\u00e5<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ronald Miller \/ No. text Ingemar Olsson
\ni samarbeid med Olaf Gundersen og Svein Ove Olsen<\/p>\n

Se p\u00e5 kloden v\u00e5rog vi som lever her
\nVi som ber til Gud om hus og mat og kl\u00e6r
\nVi er ofte redde redde n\u00e5r natten faller p\u00e5
\nAlle er vi sm\u00e5<\/p>\n

Redde for hverandre, med bomber og gev\u00e6r
\nVil du vise oss en vei ut av det her
\n\u00c5pne v\u00e5re \u00f8yne, Herre hjelp oss \u00e5 f\u00f6rst\u00e5
\nAlle er vi sm\u00e5<\/p>\n

Alle er vi sm\u00e5, Alle er vi sm\u00e5
\nHerre, hjelp oss se hvilken vei vi skal g\u00e5
\nAlle er vi sm\u00e5<\/p>\n

Se familjen som mangler hus og mat
\nJobber hart men st\u00e5r igjen med tomme fat
\nHerre gi oss kraft till det som m\u00e5 forandres n\u00e5
\nAlle er vi sm\u00e5<\/p>\n

Alle er vi sm\u00e5 …<\/p>\n

Se den kvinnen som har mistet h\u00e5p og tro
\nSe den mannen der som ikke finner ro
\nHerre, vi som ber til deg har samme vei at g\u00e5
\nAlle er vi sm\u00e5<\/p>\n

Alle er vi sm\u00e5 …<\/p>\n

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SPANISH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ten piedad Se\u00f1or<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ronald Miller \/ Espa\u00f1ol: Luis Alfredo Diaz – Montserrat Pons<\/p>\n

Ten piedad del ni\u00f1o
\nque nunca tuvo hogar
\ny de esa pobre ni\u00f1a
\nque vaga en la ciudad
\nTen piedad del mundo
\n\u00a1las bombas caer\u00e1n!
\nTen piedad Se\u00f1or<\/p>\n

Ten piedad del negro
\nque luche un d\u00eda m\u00e1s
\nTen piedad del blanco
\nque la espalda le da
\nTen piedad del hombre
\nque pisa a los dem\u00e1s
\nTen piedad Se\u00f1or<\/p>\n

Ten piedad Se\u00f1or
\nTen piedad Se\u00f1or
\nNuestro grito escucha Se\u00f1or
\nPor favor
\nTen piedad Se\u00f1or<\/p>\n

Ten piedad del chico
\nque los veinte no cumplir\u00e1
\nTen piedad del hombre
\nque un arma le dar\u00e1
\nTan piedad de tantos
\ncontra el pared\u00f3n
\nTen piedad Se\u00f1or<\/p>\n

Ten piedad Se\u00f1or …<\/p>\n

Me pongo de rodillas antes de dormir
\npor este pobre mundo levanto una oraci\u00f3n
\nQue se pare ya
\nla rueda del dolor
\nTen piedad Se\u00f1or<\/p>\n

Ten piedad Se\u00f1or …<\/p>\n

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Livet g\u00e5r vidare<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\n

V\u00e4lkommen i dansen
\nLivets Herre bjuder opp
\nSkaparen av ande och kropp
\nOch det \u00e4r i Honom allting r\u00f6r sej och \u00e4r till
\nIngenting som lever st\u00e5r still
\nLivet g\u00e5r vidare utan att hejdas
\nLivet \u00e4r alltid p\u00e5 v\u00e4g<\/p>\n

M\u00e4nniskor f\u00f6rs\u00f6ker s\u00e4tta sanningen i bur
\nJesus la man in i en grav
\nMen livet spr\u00e4nger gr\u00e4nser och sin grav gick Jesus ur
\nLivet blir det r\u00f6relse av
\nLivet g\u00e5r vidare utan att hejdas
\nLivet \u00e4r alltid p\u00e5 v\u00e4g<\/p>\n

Anden \u00e4r som vinden
\nVi kan h\u00f6ra vindens sus
\nUtan att f\u00f6rst\u00e5 vart den far
\nAnden \u00e4r p\u00e5 f\u00e4rde, vi kan aldrig bygga hus
\nstarka nog att h\u00e5lla den kvar
\nLivet g\u00e5r vidare utan att hejdas
\nLivet \u00e4r alltid p\u00e5 v\u00e4g<\/p>\n

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ENGLISH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Rhythm in Harmony<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\n

Listen to the music
\nLet it get you on your feet
\nListen how the sound is complete
\nListen to the heart of the Creator of it all
\nCan\u2019t you hear the sound of it\u2019s call
\nRhythm in harmony moving eternally
\nGiving new life to us all<\/p>\n

People make attemps
\nto get this rhytm to behave
\nJesus was laid in a grave
\nBut life can not be locked up
\nJesus left his grave behind
\nMoving on to save humankind
\nRhythm in harmony moving eternally
\nGiving new life to us all<\/p>\n

Listen to the Spirit
\nit\u2019s a-moving in your heart
\nHelping you to play out your part
\nThe Spirit is a-moving
\nYou can never fence it in
\nEven if you try, you can\u2019t win
\nRhythm in harmony moving eternally
\nGiving new life to us all<\/p>\n

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Spanish lyrics<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

La vida se abre camino<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson \/ Espa\u00f1ol: Luis Alfredo Diaz – Montserrat Pons<\/p>\n

Bienvenidos a la danza
\nEs Dios quien nos invita
\nCreador del cuerpo y el alma
\nen quien todos vivimos
\nNos movemos y existimos
\nMu\u00e9vete si es que est\u00e1s vivo
\nLa vida siempre se abre camino
\nNo hay quien la pueda parar<\/p>\n

La gente intentar\u00e1
\nenterrar la verdad
\ncomo en la tumba a Jes\u00fas
\nPero la vida escapa
\nJes\u00fas no est\u00e1 en su tumba
\n\u00a1Nadie los puede atrapar!<\/p>\n

La vida siempre …<\/p>\n

Sopla como el viento
\nel Esp\u00edritu de Dios
\nNadie sabe d\u00f3nde va
\n\u00bfQui\u00e9n podr\u00e1 encerrarlo?
\n\u00bfQui\u00e9n lo0 atrapar\u00e1?
\n\u00bfQui\u00e9n lo domesticar\u00e1?<\/p>\n

La vida siempre …<\/p>\n

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Norwegian lyrics<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Livet g\u00e5r videre<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson
\nTil norsk i samarbeid med Olaf Gundersen og Svein Ove Olsen<\/p>\n

Kast deg inn i dansen
\nLivets Herre byr deg opp
\nHan som ga deg liv og en kropp
\nOg det er i ham at all bevegelse blir till
\nReis deg opp og gj\u00f8r hva du vil
\nLivet g\u00e5r videre, kan ikke hindres
\nLivet er alltid p\u00e5 vei<\/p>\n

Mennesket fors\u00f8ker \u00e5 f\u00e5 sannheten i bur
\nJesus la man inn i en grav
\nMen livet sprenger grenser, sprenger renker og sensur
\nSlikt blir det bevegelse av
\nLivet g\u00e5r videre, kan ikke hindres
\nLivet er alltid p\u00e5 vei<\/p>\n

\u00c5nden er som vinden
\nVi kan h\u00f8re vindens sus
\nUten \u00e5 f\u00f8rst\u00e5 hvor den drar
\n\u00c5nden er p\u00e5 ferde, n\u00e5r et h\u00e5p er lagt i grus
\nKan vi f\u00e5 ett uventet svar
\nLivet g\u00e5r videre, kan ikke hindres
\nLivet er alltid p\u00e5 vei<\/p>\n

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German lyrics<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Meisterhaft<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson Deutsch: Hella Heizmann<\/p>\n

Freu dich an den Kl\u00e4ngen
\ndem Gesang in der Natur
\nSp\u00fcr die Harmonie, die Gott schafft
\nH\u00f6r bewusst den Pulsschlag
\nder Lebendiges erh\u00e4lt
\nEvig unver\u00e4nderte Kraft
\nMeisterhaft ausgedacht
\nkunstvoll hervorgebracht
\nAnfang und Ende ist Gott
\nSing das Lied vom Leben
\ndas Gott neu durch Jesus schrieb
\nMelodie f\u00fcr Herz und Verstand
\nKl\u00e4nge voller Hoffnung
\nvoll Erbarmen und Geduld
\nHarmonien so nie gekannt<\/p>\n

Meisterhaft ausgedacht …<\/p>\n

Tanzen wir zusammen
\nin dem Rhytmus der Natur
\nganz erf\u00fcllt vom Heiligen Geist
\nEr h\u00e4lt in Bewegung
\nwas sonst leicht in sich erstarrt
\nweil er Gottes Liebe beweist<\/p>\n

Meisterhaft ausgedacht …<\/p>\n

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French lyrics<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

La vie continue<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson
\nFran\u00e7aise: Olivier Brunel<\/p>\n

Entrez dans la danse
\nLe Dieu de Vie vous invite
\nCr\u00e9ateur de l\u2019\u00e2me et du corps
\nC\u2019est bien gr\u00e2ce \u00e0 Lui que tout bouge, tout s\u2019agite
\nBougez si vous vivez encore
\nCar elle continue, rien ne l\u2019arr\u00eate :
\nLa vie poursuit son chemin<\/p>\n

Tant de gens voudraient
\nEnfermer la v\u00e9rit\u00e9
\nComme J\u00e9sus dans une tombe
\nMais jamais la vie ne peut \u00eatre emprisonn\u00e9e
\nEt J\u00e9sus a quitt\u00e9 sa tombe
\nCar elle continue, rien ne l\u2019arr\u00eate :
\nLa vie poursuit son chemin<\/p>\n

Car la vie continue, rien ne l\u2019arr\u00eate
\nLa vie poursuit son chemin<\/p>\n

L\u2019esprit de Dieu passe
\nComme un souffle dans le vent
\nMais tu ne sais pas o\u00f9 il va
\nLibre dans l\u2019espace, il est libre dans le temps
\nJamais tu ne l\u2019enfermeras
\nCar la vie continue, rien ne l\u2019arr\u00eate :
\nLa vie poursuit son chemin<\/p>\n

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Skrik<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\n

Hon sitter hela dan och knyter mattor av garn
\nDet har hon gjort sen jag var ett barn
\nF\u00e5r aldrig ta n\u00e5n rast, f\u00f6r hon har bundits fast
\noch bara mal, som en annan kvarn
\nS\u00e5 d\u00e4r i fjorton timmar, s\u00e5 att hon n\u00e4stan svimmar
\nF\u00f6r att luften \u00e4r s\u00e5 het
\nHit har hon blivit s\u00e5ld, \u00e4r i fabrikens v\u00e5ld
\nS\u00e5 vitt hon vet i all evighet<\/p>\n

O o oh skrik – vad du tror och k\u00e4nner
\nO oh skrik – s\u00e5 att n\u00e5nting h\u00e4nder
\nO oh skrik – p\u00e5 alla m\u00f6jliga s\u00e4tt och vi-i-is
\nO o oh skrik – mycket, mycket mera
\nO oh skrik – v\u00e5ga reagera
\nO oh skrik – mot en v\u00e4rld som \u00e4r or\u00e4ttvis<\/p>\n

Han var s\u00e5 ung och glad, men sen en vacker dag
\nS\u00e5 kom soldaterna till byn
\nDom sk\u00f6t ihj\u00e4l hans mor, dom sk\u00f6t ihj\u00e4l hans far
\nDet kan han se \u00e4n idag f\u00f6r sin inre syn
\nHan hade inget val, han m\u00e5ste f\u00f6lja med
\nN\u00e4r hela byn hade brunnit ner
\nNu \u00e4r han sj\u00e4lv soldat och han \u00e4r full av hat
\nOch kan v\u00e4l aldrig skratta mer<\/p>\n

Skrik…<\/p>\n

Hon \u00e4r ett gatubarn, som bor i j\u00e4ttestan
\nP\u00e5 mat och pengar \u00e4r det brist
\nMen \u00e4r man ung och snygg m\u00e5ste man ner p\u00e5 rygg
\nOch tillfredsst\u00e4lla en fet turist
\nOm och om igen, sen f\u00e5r hon tjugo sp\u00e4nn
\nS\u00e5 hon kan k\u00f6pa sej lite br\u00f6d
\nDet \u00e4r ett vidrigt liv, har gonorr\u00e9 och HIV
\nN\u00e4r hon \u00e4r tjugo \u00e4r hon nog d\u00f6d<\/p>\n

Skrik…<\/p>\n

Om man \u00e4r rik och frisk, s\u00e5 \u00e4r det ingen risk
\nMen \u00e4r man fattig och sjuk, d\u00e5 \u00e4r det k\u00f6rt
\nD\u00e5 har man ingen chans att f\u00e5 ett jobb n\u00e5\u2019nstans
\nF\u00e5r ingen mat, alltihop \u00e4r f\u00f6rst\u00f6rt
\nMen har man tjusig slips och g\u00e5r omkring i kavaj
\nMed b\u00e5de kontokort och cash
\nD\u00e5 f\u00e5r man l\u00e4cker mat, snyggt serverad p\u00e5 fat
\nOch b\u00e5de franska viner och b\u00e4rs<\/p>\n

Skrik…<\/p>\n

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ENGLISH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Cry Out<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\n

She’s sitting all day long a-weaving carpets of yarn
\nThat’s what she’s done almost ever since the day she was born
\nThey never give her a break, although her fingers ache
\nAnd her back is sore and hurts more and more
\nA never-ending constraint until she’s ready to faint
\nCause she can hardly bear that hot and dirty air
\nBut she may never leave and she will never be free
\nCause she has been sold to that factory<\/p>\n

Oh-oh-oh cry out – how you feel about it
\nOh-oh-oh cry out – come on, scream and shout it
\nOh-oh-oh cry out – let it show that you really care
\nOh-oh-oh cry out – in every fashion
\nOh-oh-oh cry out – out of true compassion
\nOh-oh-oh cry out – to a world that is so unfair<\/p>\n

He was a happy guy who never used to cry
\nUntil a rank of soldiers came into his town
\nHe saw them steal and rob and do their dirty job
\nUntil they finally shot his own mother down
\nAnd then it didn’t take long ‘til he was dragged along
\nHe had to follow in line with those killing men
\nNow he’s a soldier too, with hatred thru and thru
\nAnd he will never be able to laugh again
\nOh-oh-oh cry out …<\/p>\n

Her home is in the street and it ain’t so neat
\nWith lack of money and food to eat
\nBut she’s looking good and it’s understood
\nThat her body is only a tourist’s treat
\nAnd after she’s been laid she’s hopefully been paid
\nSo she can buy herself a small piece of bread
\nA life in misery and with the HIV
\nIn a few years ahead she will I surely be dead<\/p>\n

Oh-oh-oh cry out …<\/p>\n

You’re on the highest pitch if you are well and rich
\nBut if you’re sick and poor, it’s all done
\nYou never stand a chance or even get a glance
\nOf food and clothing, you just get none
\nBut if you wear a tie and have a dark lounge suite
\nAnd with a credit card to pay
\nYou get delicious food, served with attitude
\nAnd French wine with the right bouquet<\/p>\n

Oh-oh-oh cry out …<\/p>\n

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FRENCH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Cri<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson
\nFran\u00e7aise: Olivier Brunel<\/p>\n

Assis tout\u2019 la journ\u00e9e \u00e0 tisser des tapis
\nC\u2019est tout c\u2019que j\u2019ai fait depuis que je suis p\u2019tit
\nJ\u2019peux m\u00eame pas m\u2019reposer, ils m\u2019ont li\u00e9 les pieds
\nJ\u2019suis comme un moulin qui ne s\u2019arr\u00eat\u2019 jamais
\nEt \u00e7a dure quatorze heures jusqu\u2019\u00e0 ce que je tombe
\nParce que j\u2019\u00e9touffe et que l\u2019air est si chaud
\nOn m\u2019a vendu pour \u00e7a, j\u2019appartiens \u00e0 l\u2019usine
\nAujourd\u2019hui , et peut-\u00eatre \u00e0 jamais<\/p>\n

Oooh crie ! si \u00e7a te d\u00e9range
\nOooh crie ! que quelque chose change
\nOooh crie ! c\u2019est le moment, dis ce que tu penses crie ! crie !
\nOooh crie ! encore, encore plus fort
\nOooh crie ! que t\u2019es pas d\u2019accord
\nOooh crie ! avec ce monde et sa violence<\/p>\n

J\u2019\u00e9tais un gosse heureux mais un jour les soldats
\nSont arriv\u00e9s dans notre village
\nIls ont tu\u00e9 ma m\u00e8re, ils ont tu\u00e9 mon p\u00e8re,
\nLa nuit je revois souvent les images
\nJe n\u2019ai pas eu le choix , pour pas finir comme eux
\nJ\u2019ai d\u00fb quitter mon village en feu
\nJ\u2019suis devenu soldat, avec la haine en moi
\nJ\u2019pourrai plus jamais rire, je crois
\nOooh crie ! …<\/p>\n

Ma maison c\u2019est la rue et quand t\u2019as pas d\u2019argent
\nLa ville est plut\u00f4t … plut\u00f4t triste !
\nSi t\u2019es un peu mignon, reste la solution
\nDe te vendre aux … chers touristes
\nJuste fermer les yeux pour un dollar ou deux
\nEt tu pourras t\u2019acheter un bout d\u2019pain
\nMais dans cette vie l\u00e0, et avec le SIDA
\nT\u2019as pas vingt ans, que c\u2019est d\u00e9j\u00e0 la fin
\nOooh crie !<\/p>\n

Si tu es riche, c\u2019est clair : il ne faut pas t\u2019en faire
\nSi t\u2019es pauvre et malade, (c\u2019est rat\u00e9 !)
\nTu n\u2019as aucune chance de trouver du boulot
\n(Tu n\u2019as rien pour) …t\u2019habiller ou manger
\nMais avec un costume et une jolie cravate
\nUne carte de … cr\u00e9dit et du cash
\nTu vas tr\u00e8s bien manger, boire le vin qu\u2019il faut
\navec un …vrai service de classe !
\nOooh crie !<\/p>\n

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NORWEGIAN LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Skrik<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson
\nTil norsk i samarbeid med Olaf Gundersen og Svein Ove Olsen
\nJeg sitter dagen lang og knytter tepper av garn
\nDet har jeg gjort fra jeg var et barn
\nF\u00e5r aldrig ta en hvil, de gir meg aldrig et smil
\nOg jeg er plaget av sult og savn
\nJeg jobber fjorten timer, til jeg nesten besvimer
\nFor luften er s\u00e5 het
\nJeg er blitt solgt til dem, fabrikken her er mitt hjem
\nFor b\u00e5de tid og evighet<\/p>\n

Skrik – s\u00e5nn at h\u00e5pet tennes
\nSkrik – s\u00e5nn at noe endres
\nSkrik – s\u00e5 vi \u00e5pner oss mer og mer
\nSkrik – mye, mye mere
\nSkrik – v\u00e5g \u00e5 reagere
\nSkrik – mot den urett som enn\u00e5 skjer<\/p>\n

Jeg var s\u00e5 ung og glad, men s\u00e5 en vakker dag
\nS\u00e5 kom soldatene til v\u00e5rt sted
\nDe drepte f\u00f8rst min mor, s\u00e5 drepte de min bror
\nDet synet gir meg aldrig fred
\nDe tvang meg til \u00e5 dra, jeg m\u00e5tte f\u00f8lge med
\netter att byen v\u00e5r var brent ned
\nN\u00e5 er jeg selv soldat, og jeg er full av hat
\nog kjenner ingen glede mer<\/p>\n

Skrik …<\/p>\n

Jeg er ett gatebarn som er i byens garn
\nJeg mangler mat og jeg har det trist
\nMen jeg er ikke stygg, s\u00e5 jeg m\u00e5 ned p\u00e5 rygg
\nfor \u00e5 ha sex med en fet turist
\nOm og om igjen, for noen lusne spenn
\ns\u00e5 jeg kan kj\u00f8pe mej litt br\u00f8d
\nDet er et ekkelt liv, med gonore og HIV
\nF\u00f8r jeg er tjue er jeg sikkert d\u00f8d<\/p>\n

Skrik …<\/p>\n

N\u00e5r man er rik og frisk, da er det ingen risk
\nMen er man fattig og syk, er det gjort
\nFor er man syk og svak har man en d\u00e5rlig sak
\nOg uten mat og kl\u00e6r d\u00f8r man fort
\nMen har man dress og slips og med et finger knips
\nKan f\u00e5 oppmerksomhet, s\u00e5 vips –
\nDa f\u00e5r man dejlig mat som ligger lekkert p\u00e5 fat
\nOg man gir rikelig med tips<\/p>\n

Skrik …<\/p>\n

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SPANISH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Grita<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson \/ Espa\u00f1ol: Luis Alfredo Diaz – Montserrat Pons<\/p>\n

ME PASO TODO EL D\u00cdA TEJIENDO ALFOMBRAS DE HILO
\nESO ES LO QUE HE HECHO TODA MI VIDA
\nNO PUEDO DESCANSAR, ME HAN ATADO AL TELAR
\nY AS\u00cd SIGO SIN PARAR.
\nPASO CATORCE HORAS HASTA QUE NO DOY M\u00c1S
\nAQU\u00cd EL AIRE ES UN INFIERNO
\nME VENDIERON AQU\u00cd, LA F\u00c1BRICA ES MI HOGAR
\nAUNQUE ME EXPLOTA SIN PARAR<\/p>\n

OH… GRITA LO QUE TENGAS DENTRO
\nOH… GRITA, PARA QUE ALGO CAMBIE
\nOH… GRITA HASTA QUE NO PUEDAS M\u00c1S
\nOH… GRITA, GRITA MUCHO M\u00c1S
\nOH… GRITA, REACCIONA Y LUCHA
\nOH… GRITA CONTRA UN MUNDO INJUSTO Y CRUEL<\/p>\n

YO ERA UN NI\u00d1O FELIZ, HASTA QUE LOS SOLDADOS
\nA MI PUEBLO UN D\u00cdA LLEGARON
\nMATARON A MI MADRE, MATARON A MI PADRE
\nFUE UNA ESCENA HORRIBLE ATROZ
\nY NO TUVE ELECCI\u00d3N, ME TUVE QUE MARCHAR
\nY EL PUEBLO ENTERO FUE QUEMADO
\nNO VOLVER\u00c9 A REIR, AHORA SOY SOLDADO
\nUN ODIO LOCO ME HA ATRAPADO<\/p>\n

OH…<\/p>\n

VIVO EN LA CALLE, SOY UN NI\u00d1O SIN HOGAR
\nEN MEDIO DE LA GRAN CIUDAD
\nMI CUERPO JOVEN ES CARNE DE CA\u00d1\u00d3N
\nPARA UN TURISTA SIN PUDOR
\nTERMINAR\u00c9 EN SU CAMA POR UN D\u00d3LAR O DOS
\n\u00a1TODO PARA UN POCO DE ARROZ!
\nPERO UNA VIDA AS\u00cd, CON GONORREA Y SIDA
\nA LOS 20 ESTAR\u00c1 PERDIDA<\/p>\n

OH…<\/p>\n

SI ERES RICO Y SANO, NO EST\u00c1S PREOCUPADO
\nPERO SI ERES POBRE Y ENFERMO
\nNO HAY POSIBILIDAD DE PODER TRABAJAR
\nSIN NADA, PRONTO EST\u00c1S PERDIDO
\nPERO SI LLEVAS CORBATA Y UN TRAJE FINO
\nDINERO Y TARJETAS DE CR\u00c9DITO
\nTE ATENDER\u00c1N MUY BIEN, CON CHAMP\u00c1N FRANC\u00c9S
\nQUE SE MEREZCA UNA PROPINA<\/p>\n

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Biografi<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\n

Han var f\u00f6dd i en krubba
\noch han dog p\u00e5 ett kors
\nHan levde sitt liv i k\u00e4rlek till oss
\nHan visste sin uppgift och han visste sin makt
\nHan sa s\u00e5n\u2019t som ingen f\u00f6rut hade sagt<\/p>\n

Hans ord var hans egna, men \u00e4nd\u00e5 fr\u00e5n Gud
\nHan inv\u00e4nde mycket mot m\u00e4nskliga bud
\nAv dom religi\u00f6sa fick han ofta kritik
\nHans hela person var fullkomligt unik<\/p>\n

Han kallades Jesus, men ocks\u00e5 Guds Son
\nOch Himlen var platsen som han kommit ifr\u00e5n
\nHan var mycket mera \u00e4n en v\u00e4ldig profet
\nHan kom f\u00f6r att r\u00e4dda en hel m\u00e4nsklighet<\/p>\n

Han dog p\u00e5 ett kors, men han uppstod igen
\nF\u00f6r tv\u00e5 tusen \u00e5r se\u2019n, och han lever \u00e4n
\nHan ger av sin Ande \u00e5t den som vill ha
\nHan lever i m\u00e4nniskor som svarar ja<\/p>\n

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ENGLISH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Biography<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\n

He was born in a manger
\nAnd he died on a cross
\nIn all he was doing
\nHe did it for us
\nHe lived for the outcast
\nThe poor and the weak
\nHe lived for the people
\nHis love was unique<\/p>\n

The words he was speaking
\nWere simple and true
\nAnd what he was saying
\nDid affect quite a few
\nThe established religion
\nDidn’t like him at all
\nBut he kept on living
\nFulfilling his call<\/p>\n

His name was Jesus
\nAnd some called him Lord
\nSome called him a prophet
\nBut he was something more
\nHe knew where he came from
\nAnd he knew why he came
\nTo save humankind was
\nHis calling and aim<\/p>\n

He died on a cross, but
\nHe rose from the grave
\nA long time ago now
\nStill living today
\nHe’s giving his Spirit
\nTo those who believe
\nHe’s living in people
\nWho want to receive<\/p>\n

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FRENCH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Biographie<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson
\nFran\u00e7aise: Olivier Brunel<\/p>\n

Il est n\u00e9 dans une \u00e9table
\nEt mort sur une croix
\nPar amour, est venu
\nPour toi et pour moi
\nIl vivait pour le faible
\nLe pauvre et l\u2019opprim\u00e9
\nIl a aim\u00e9 plus fort
\nQu\u2019on n\u2019a jamais aim\u00e9<\/p>\n

Ses paroles \u00e9taient simples
\nElles \u00e9taient vraies
\nC\u2019est Dieu qui s\u2019approchait
\nQuand il nous parlait
\nM\u00eame si les religieux
\nNe l\u2019acceptaient pas
\nIl a gard\u00e9 sa vi-sion
\nIl a suivi sa voie<\/p>\n

On l\u2019appelait Seigneur
\nIl s\u2019appelait J\u00e9sus
\nOn le disait proph\u00e8te
\nIl \u00e9tait beaucoup plus
\nSachant d\u2019o\u00f9 il venait
\nEt il savait pourquoi
\nSauver l\u2019humanit\u00e9
\nIl est venu pour \u00e7a<\/p>\n

Mort sur … une croix
\nMais … il s\u2019est relev\u00e9
\nIl y a bien longtemps
\nEt il vit \u00e0 jamais
\nIl donne son Esprit
\nA ceux qui veulent croire
\nA tous les gens qui veulent
\nLe recevoir<\/p>\n

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NORWEGIAN LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Biografi<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson
\nTil norsk i samarbeid med Olaf Gundersen og Svein Ove Olsen<\/p>\n

Han ble lagt i en krybbe
\nOg ble hengt p\u00e5 et kors
\nHan levde for alle, han d\u00f8de for oss
\nEn man med et oppdrag, som kjente sin makt
\nHan sa det som ingen f\u00f8r ham hade sagt<\/p>\n

Hans ord var hans egne, men ogs\u00e5 fra Gud
\nOg han tok et oppgj\u00f8r med menneskebud
\nDe religi\u00f8se gav ham ofte kritikk
\nDe pr\u00f8vde forgjeves \u00e5 ta siste stikk<\/p>\n

Han kalte seg Jesus, men ogs\u00e5 Guds S\u00f8nn
\nHan gav alt han hade, men krevde ikke l\u00f8nn
\nHan var mye mer enn en mektig profet
\nHan kom for \u00e5 redde en menneskehet<\/p>\n

Han d\u00f8de for oss, men sto opp igjen
\nHan lever idag og vil lede oss frem
\nHan gir av sin \u00c5nd til den som vil ha
\nHan lever i mennesker som svarer ja<\/p>\n

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SPANISH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Biograf\u00eda<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson \/ Espa\u00f1ol: Luis Alfredo Diaz – Montserrat Pons<\/p>\n

EL NACI\u00d3 EN UN PESEBRE
\nY MURI\u00d3 EN UNA CRUZ
\nVIVI\u00d3 TODA SU VIDA
\nREPARTIENDO AMOR
\nDIO SU VIDA A LOS POBRES
\nQUE EL MUNDO MARGIN\u00d3
\nDIJO COSAS QUE NADIE
\nNI SIQUIERA SO\u00d1\u00d3<\/p>\n

CON PALABRAS SENCILLAS
\nHABL\u00d3 EN NOMBRE DE DIOS
\nLOS PREJUICIOS HUMANOS
\nEL PUSO EN CUESTI\u00d3N
\nMUCHOS LO CRITICARON
\nA MUCHOS NO GUST\u00d3
\nM\u00c1S SIGUI\u00d3 SU CAMINO
\nY COMPLET\u00d3 SU MISI\u00d3N<\/p>\n

LO LLAMABAN JES\u00daS
\nTAMBI\u00c9N HIJO DE DIOS
\nPROFETA Y MAESTRO
\nY LIBERTADOR
\nPERO FUE M\u00c1S QUE ESO
\nEL FUE EL SALVADOR
\nQUE VINO A LA TIERRA
\nA CUMPLIR SU MISI\u00d3N<\/p>\n

MURI\u00d3 EN UNA CRUZ, PERO
\nRESUCIT\u00d3
\nHACE YA 2000 A\u00d1OS
\nY EST\u00c1 VIVO HOY
\nY DA SU ESP\u00cdRITU
\nSI LO PIDES CON FE
\nY VIVE EN LA GENTE
\nQUE CREEN EN EL<\/p>\n

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Jag bek\u00e4nner<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\n

Jag bek\u00e4nner alla mina synder
\nIngenting \u00e4r dolt f\u00f6r dej
\nAllt jag har gjort
\nI sm\u00e5tt och i stort
\nOch jag ber dej f\u00f6rl\u00e5ta mej<\/p>\n

Inte har jag \u00e4lskat alla andra som mej sj\u00e4lv
\nInte har jag velat allt som h\u00e4nt
\nJag har slocknat som en TV p\u00e5 ett tredje klass hotell
\nD\u00e5liga repriser har jag s\u00e4nt
\nGoda m\u00f6jligheter har jag br\u00e4nt<\/p>\n

Jag bek\u00e4nner…<\/p>\n

Ofta har jag valt att l\u00e5sa d\u00f6rren gott och v\u00e4l
\nInte \u00f6ppnat mej f\u00f6r v\u00e4rlden utanf\u00f6r
\nL\u00e5tit chips och Coca Cola fylla h\u00e5len i min sj\u00e4l
\nBlundat medan v\u00e4rlden sakta d\u00f6r
\nOch undrat vad det \u00e4r jag lever f\u00f6r<\/p>\n

Jag bek\u00e4nner…<\/p>\n

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ENGLISH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Confession<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson<\/p>\n

I have sinned and this is my confession
\nEverything is known to you
\nWrongs that are mine
\nTime after time
\nAnd I beg you forgive me do<\/p>\n

Didn’t do to others what I wish that I had done
\nMany times I’ve lived in a cocoon
\nIn a private little world around myself that I have spun
\nChances to do good that I have blown
\nWondering why I’m feeling so alone<\/p>\n

I have sinned …<\/p>\n

All too many times I know I really missed the goal
\nDidn’t let my conscience take the lead
\nI let chips and Coca Cola fill the vacuum in my soul
\nNever heard the cries of those in need
\nAnd never understood where this would lead<\/p>\n

I have sinned …<\/p>\n

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FRENCH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Je confesse<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson
\nFran\u00e7aise: Olivier Brunel<\/p>\n

Je confesse toutes mes fautes
\nDevant Toi rien n\u2019est cach\u00e9
\n(Pour) ce que j\u2019ai fait, ce que j\u2019aurais d\u00fb faire
\nJe te prie de me pardonner<\/p>\n

Je n\u2019ai pas su aimer les autres comme moi-m\u00eame
\nJ\u2019ai subi tout ce qui s\u2019est pass\u00e9
\nPareil \u00e0 ces vieilles t\u00e9l\u00e9visions dans ces vieux h\u00f4tels
\nSur le m\u00eame programme bloqu\u00e9 (arr\u00eat\u00e9)
\nJe n\u2019ai pas essay\u00e9 de changer<\/p>\n

Je confesse …<\/p>\n

Combien de fois ai-je choisi de fermer ma porte
\nA tous ceux qui -avaient pourtant besoin de moi
\nEn soignant les bleus de mon \u00e2me \u00e0 coup de Coca-cola
\nDans un monde qui meurt lentement
\nEt sans savoir ce que je fais dedans<\/p>\n

Je confesse …<\/p>\n

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NORWEGIAN LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Jeg bekjenner<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson
\nTil norsk i samarbeid med Olaf Gundersen og Svein Ove Olsen<\/p>\n

Jeg bekjenner alle mine synder
\nIngenting er skjult for deg
\nAlt jeg har gjort
\nI sm\u00e5tt og i stort
\nOg jeg ber dej \u00e5 tillgi meg<\/p>\n

Ofte har jeg sviktet folk som bare vil meg vel
\nIkke har jeg gjort det jeg har tenkt
\nJeg har g\u00e5tt med \u00e5pne \u00f8yne inn i dansen rundt mej selv
\nSamme gamle visa hvor jeg gikk
\nSl\u00f8ste bort hver sjanse som jeg fikk<\/p>\n

Jeg bekjenner …<\/p>\n

Aldri har jeg klart \u00e5 m\u00f8te verden sann og hel
\n\u00c5penheten har hatt trnge k\u00e5r
\nJeg lot chips og Coca Cola fylle hullet i min sjel
\nStengte av for skriket utenfor
\nLukket \u00f8ynene for \u00e5pne s\u00e5r<\/p>\n

Jeg bekjenner …<\/p>\n

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SPANISH LYRICS<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Yo confieso<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

Ingemar Olsson \/ Espa\u00f1ol: Luis Alfredo Diaz – Montserrat Pons<\/p>\n

\/\/: Yo confieso todos mis pecados
\nNada queda oculto a ti
\nTodo lo que he hecho o deje de hacer
\nY te pido: Perd\u00f3na me :\/\/<\/p>\n

No am\u00e9 a los otros como a mi mismo me am\u00e9
\nHice tantas cosas sin querer
\nSoy como una vieja tele de un viejo hotel
\nRepondiendo show’s que ya me vi
\nEn vez de salia y hacer el bien<\/p>\n

Yo confieso…<\/p>\n

A menudo el mundo no existe fuera de mi
\nCierro con candados mi existir
\nPatatas y Coca-Colas sacian mi raz\u00f3n de ser
\nY cierro mis ojos al dolor
\nMe pregunto si esto es vivir<\/p>\n

Yo confieso…<\/p>\n

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Ingemar Olsson<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n