Текст песни Fever Ray — When I Grow Up
When I grow up
I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That's what I'll do
Throwing out a boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me
When I grow up
I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That's what I'll have
Staring at a seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me
I put my soul into what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
With dog eyes and a hanging tongue
It goes way back
I've never liked that sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you
I'm very good with plants
When my friends are away
They let me keep the soil moist
On the seventh day I rest
For a minute or two
Then back on my feet to call for you
You've got cucumbers on your eyes
Too much time spent on nothing
Waiting for a moment to arise
The face in the ceiling
And arms too long
I'm waiting for him to catch me
I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That's what I'll do
Throwing out a boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me
When I grow up
I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That's what I'll have
Staring at a seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me
I put my soul into what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
With dog eyes and a hanging tongue
It goes way back
I've never liked that sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you
I'm very good with plants
When my friends are away
They let me keep the soil moist
On the seventh day I rest
For a minute or two
Then back on my feet to call for you
You've got cucumbers on your eyes
Too much time spent on nothing
Waiting for a moment to arise
The face in the ceiling
And arms too long
I'm waiting for him to catch me
Текст добавил: Андрей Курышев
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Текст песни Fever Ray — When I Grow Up представляет собой рассказ об искренних желаниях героя, который мечтает о простых радостях жизни. Он видит себя взрослым в лесу, бегущим по мху на шпильках и мечтающим о возвращающемся бумеранге. Потом он представляет свою жизнь у моря, с крабовыми клешнями и бутылками рома, ожидая объятий от ракушки. Герой любит растения и ухаживает за ними, ощущая умиротворение от этого занятия. Он изображает странных существ, не любящих грустить, и мечтает о любви. В конце песни он описывает ждущего его существо в потолке, словно олицетворение его самого. Этот текст наполнен мистикой, желанием быть понятым и принятым.