Salta diamanter
Lolita Pop Lyrics


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Det vackraste du gav mig var
Tre salta diamanter
Jag strök dom från din kind en gång
Där allt bar vassa kanter

Oh dimman blev vår vän och
Skylde oss från gatans blickar
Min kappsäck fylld av ögonblick
Blir brev jag aldrig
Aldrig skickar

Sakta börjar bitar av
Vår mosaik förskjutas
Tiden blir en avgrund
Den vill aldrig mera slutas

Länge länge länge
Har vi skilts av mer än städer
Och nästa gång vi hälsar
Hälsar vi från våra kläder

Oh dimman blev vår vän
Och skylde oss från gatans blickar
Min kappsäck fylld av ögonblick
Blir brev jag aldrig
Aldrig skickar

Det vackraste du gav mig var
Tre salta diamanter
Jag strök dom från din kind en gång
Där allt bar vassa kanter

Oh dimman blev min vän och
Skylde oss från gatans blickar
Min kappsäck fylld av ögonblick
Blir brev jag aldrig
Aldrig skickar

Dimman blev min vän och
Skylde oss från gatans blickar
Min kappsäck fylld av ögonblick




Blir brev jag aldrig
Aldrig skickar

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Salta diamanter" by Lolita Pop delve into themes of fleeting love, longing, and the preservation of cherished memories. The opening stanza speaks of the most precious thing the singer received from their loved one – three salty diamonds. These diamonds symbolize the moments of beauty and significance shared between the two. However, these moments were not without their inherent difficulties and sharp edges. The mention of "vassa kanter" (sharp edges) implies that their relationship was not always smooth, and perhaps even had moments of pain.


The second stanza introduces the idea of fog or mist, which becomes a metaphorical friend that shields the couple from the prying eyes of the street. It creates a sense of privacy and intimacy, allowing them to exist in their own world. The reference to the singer's suitcase filled with moments that will never be sent as letters suggests a collection of memories that they are unwilling to share or let go of. These memories have become a personal treasure, meant only for the singer's own keeping.


The third stanza reflects upon the gradual disintegration of their mosaic, or their relationship. Over time, the pieces of their bond begin to shift and fall apart, creating a sense of loss and instability. Time becomes an abyss that seems to stretch endlessly, never wanting to close or heal the wounds left by their separation. The repetition of "länge länge länge" emphasizes the prolonged duration of their parting, which has surpassed physical distances and separation caused by cities.


The final stanza deepens the nostalgia and yearning for each other. The mention of their next meeting occurring through their clothes implies a separation that feels permanent and unalterable. The fog once again serves as a companion, shielding them from the judgmental gaze of the outside world. Just like before, the singer's suitcase is filled with fleeting moments that can never be shared through letters. This repetition suggests the permanence of their unspoken love, which remains hidden and locked away, unseen by others but deeply cherished by the singer.


In summary, "Salta diamanter" explores the bittersweet nature of love and the lasting impact of significant moments. The diamonds represent precious memories shared between the singer and their loved one, but also acknowledge the challenges and painful moments they experienced. The fog acts as a protective shield, allowing the couple to exist in their own world away from prying eyes. The dissolution of their bond is reflected in the shifting mosaic, and the lyrics evoke a sense of longing and eternal separation. The repetition throughout the song emphasizes the lasting impact and unfulfilled longing for their lost love.


Line by Line Meaning

Det vackraste du gav mig var
The most beautiful thing you gave me was


Tre salta diamanter
Three salty diamonds


Jag strök dom från din kind en gång
I stroked them from your cheek once


Där allt bar vassa kanter
Where everything carried sharp edges


Oh dimman blev vår vän och
Oh, the mist became our friend and


Skylde oss från gatans blickar
Sheltered us from the gaze of the street


Min kappsäck fylld av ögonblick
My suitcase filled with moments


Blir brev jag aldrig
Becomes letters I never


Aldrig skickar
Never send


Sakta börjar bitar av
Slowly, pieces start to


Vår mosaik förskjutas
Shift our mosaic


Tiden blir en avgrund
Time becomes an abyss


Den vill aldrig mera slutas
It never wants to end anymore


Länge länge länge
Long long long


Har vi skilts av mer än städer
We have been separated by more than cities


Och nästa gång vi hälsar
And the next time we greet


Hälsar vi från våra kläder
We greet from our clothes


Oh dimman blev vår vän
Oh, the mist became our friend


Och skylde oss från gatans blickar
And sheltered us from the gaze of the street


Min kappsäck fylld av ögonblick
My suitcase filled with moments


Blir brev jag aldrig
Becomes letters I never


Aldrig skickar
Never send


Det vackraste du gav mig var
The most beautiful thing you gave me was


Tre salta diamanter
Three salty diamonds


Jag strök dom från din kind en gång
I stroked them from your cheek once


Där allt bar vassa kanter
Where everything carried sharp edges


Oh dimman blev min vän och
Oh, the mist became my friend and


Skylde oss från gatans blickar
Sheltered us from the gaze of the street


Min kappsäck fylld av ögonblick
My suitcase filled with moments


Blir brev jag aldrig
Becomes letters I never


Aldrig skickar
Never send


Dimman blev min vän och
The mist became my friend and


Skylde oss från gatans blickar
Sheltered us from the gaze of the street


Min kappsäck fylld av ögonblick
My suitcase filled with moments


Blir brev jag aldrig
Becomes letters I never


Aldrig skickar
Never send




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