För alla dom [English translation]

A song...

A song for all of those...

(Vers 1. Fille)

For all of those relating,

To a lot of class, but no dough to cash in

Dedicated to working-Johns doing multiple,

Jobs to make more than a minimum to live off.

For baby brother who grew up so fast

'Cause daddy split, and mommy's doing booze and white spirit,

But no-one hears and no-one sees so no-one knows, that he carries a secret in all his loneliness.

For every empty soul fighting addiction,

Hanging out in cellars lacking real homes,

Dreaming of warm nights, hoping for better days,

Far away from the streets, being able to go to sleep with full stomacks

For baby-sister who's so blue, because christmas means daddy's never sober. A song for all of you who cannot take anymore, yet keep your heads high and refuse to fall down.

(Chorus. Mogge)

A song for all of those, who dare to dream and keep hope alive, a song for all of those, who stand by and watch life slide by, a song for all of those who lost something and has never found their peace, a song for all of those, a song for all of those.

(Vers 2. Petter)

The silhouette of Stockholm city is the truth we're fighting,

Street lights illuminate the sky and all of cosmos

It's not the snow that's falling or the stars that are shining,

It's a cold soul, living in a hallway always freezing,

For you who's falling asleep in your expensive bed all solo,

But dreaming of a partner in life so you can live as two,

A song for you who's always running against time,

Who's struggling at work, but never have time to live your life,

For the needy, lonely souls living like thralls,

Those who live beneath the surface without gills,

And december time, it's not the cold which makes it worse,

It's the loneliness, to be alone without friends,

Poor as well as rich, you can see it if you look

They are everywhere where empty gazes live

The city's the same, it's a shame that people change,

And we live in a time when people's living conditions are worsening.

(Chorus. Mogge)

A song for all of those, who dare to dream and keep hope alive, a song for all of those, who stand by and watch life slide by, a song for all of those who lost something and has never found their peace, a song for all of those, a song for all of those.

(Vers 3. Ison)

This one's from me to you, I'm giving it for free,

I'm doing the place like David Blaine (?), stopping then soaring,

Pausing, filling the floors and I'm charging,

People are like Public Enemy and Fight the Power,

F-I-L-L-E I-S-O-N P-E-DUBBEL T- E-R areugettingit

Three so hot, as you'll know the release is on everyone's lips like after-christmas sale and,

Better times are yet still to come, no-one seems to know

All fucking sunbeams seem to move to Crete,

Only hanging out with guys who walk around with their heads held high,

I speak for them, some of them are shy

We have not forgotten you, never are you forgotten,

I'm turning the spot lights on you like my HighWon sweater,

We're all in, re-raise, need to raise it

If you're feeling like we do, you've got to raise it.

(Chorus. Mogge)

This song goes out to all of those, who dare to dream and keep hope alive, a song for all of those, who stand by and watch life slide by, a song for all of those who lost something and has never found their peace, a song for all of those, a song for all of those.