Gjett hvilken låt Nollnolltalet kåret til tiårets beste!!

Ganske overraskende, men så helt, helt rett! Og for den som ikke har fulgt med, henviser jeg til min profetiske post her for ti dager siden :)

"Liksom hon som sjunger den vägrar låten att inrätta sig. Den skapar ett enormt kraftfält genom att placera sig mellan dur och moll. Mellan nyvunnen kärlek och förlorad kärlek. Ögonblicket då hjärnan är ett rakblad och de tio dagarna av perfekta låtar är över men, precis som perfekt nostalgi, låter »Heartbeats« oss uppleva dem igen." - Karin Arbsjö (Nollnoltalet.se)

The Knife - Heartbeats
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I anledning kåringen og enigheten har jeg lyst til å dele den o så vakre teksten, som i tillegg til det eksellente musikkstykket, bidrar til å gjøre Heartbeats til tiårets aller beste låt - en låt jeg aldri går lei og som gir meg ståhår og grøsninger hver gang:

One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away
Both under influence
We had divine sense
To know what to say
Mind is a razorblade

To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me, no

One night of magic rush
The start - a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief
Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love

To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me, no
To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me, oh

And you, you knew the hand of a devil
And you kept us awake with wolves teeth
Sharing different heartbeats in one night

To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me, no
To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me, oh