PARADE OF IMMEDIATE LIGHT

 

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PARADE OF IMMEDIATE LIGHT

(Blues of Capital and Carnival)

Verse 1

They built a tower for the evening light,
Glass like thunder, steel so bright,
But under the street the old pipes cry,
Silent rivers learning how to die.

Verse 2

Money gathers where the cameras stay,
A thousand hands make one bright day,
A square of fire, a screen, a stage,
And hunger waits beyond the page.

Chorus

Tonight we dance where the numbers shine,
Borrowed hours and borrowed time,
Capital sings like a carnival flame,
Tomorrow asks who will remain.

Verse 3

A bank became a palace for one night,
Champagne logic dressed in light,
The workers passed with lowered eyes,
While drones were painting perfect skies.

Verse 4

The city wears a festival skin,
Brass outside, but rust within,
The drums are loud, the speeches clear,
Yet every echo hides a fear.

Chorus

Tonight we dance where the numbers shine,
Borrowed hours and borrowed time,
Capital sings like a carnival flame,
Tomorrow asks who will remain.

Verse 5

Immediate joy, immediate sound,
Temporary kings on borrowed ground,
The market laughs, the banners fly,
No one asks the reason why.

Verse 6

A bridge unfinished near the square,
Still the fireworks fill the air,
Investments bloom like paper rain,
But morning counts the hidden pain.

Verse 7

And somewhere far from neon gold,
A quiet hand repairs the old,
Because the world survives at last
By those who hold what others passed.

Final Chorus

Tonight we dance where the numbers shine,
Borrowed hours and borrowed time,
Capital sings like a carnival flame,
Tomorrow asks who will remain.
Tomorrow asks who built the frame.

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Norsk del

Vers 1

De bygger lys for kveldens sang,
Men rørene under er gamle og trang,
Et tårn står høyt mot vintervind,
Mens stillhet bor i veggens sinn.

Vers 2

Kapital samles som havets strøm,
Alt må skinne, alt må drøm,
Et øyeblikk blir byens lov,
Som om natten eier havn og lov.

Vers 3

Men under festens raske glød,
Finnes arbeid, jord og brød,
For verden holdes ikke av glans,
Men av den stille håndens balanse.