Tala är silver
Slutstation Tjernobyl Lyrics
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Jag har fängslat min röst i en bortglömd cell
Alltid kedjat mina tankar inom mig själv
Alltid följt med strömmen aldrig varit till last
För jag har lärt mig tala är silver men tiga är guld
Tänk att en dag få bryta tystnaden
Att ta mig ur denna passivisering
Men med eget inre håller mig tillbaks
För jag har lärt mig tala är silver men tiga är guld
Jag klamrar mig fast vid kanten av ett stup
Vill skrika ut mitt hat
Vråla ut min avsky, vill gå mot strömmen
Bära min fana högt
Men jag har alltid hört att tala är silver men tiga är guld
För jag har lärt mig tala är silver men tiga är guld
The lyrics to Slutstation Tjernobyl's song "Tala är silver" describe the struggle of the singer to break out of their self-imposed silence and passivity. They feel as if they are teetering on the edge of the world, frustrated by their inability to speak up and express themselves. The singer has locked their voice away in a forgotten cell, and their thoughts are always chained within themselves. They have always gone along with the crowd, never being a burden to anyone.
The chorus of the song, which is repeated twice, expresses the singer's internal conflict. They have learned that speaking is valuable, but they cannot seem to overcome their own reluctance to do so. The singer longs for the day when they can break their silence, speak their mind, and be heard. They want to escape their current state of passivity, but something inside of them holds them back.
The final verse expresses the intensity of the singer's frustration. They want to scream out their anger, defy the norm, and proudly carry their banner. But they are still held back by the belief that silence is golden, and they are reluctant to break it.
Overall, "Tala är silver" is a powerful commentary on the struggle to find one's voice and express oneself honestly. It touches on themes of passivity, frustration, and self-doubt that will resonate with many listeners.
Line by Line Meaning
Jag vacklar vid kanten till världens ände
I am uncertain and hesitant near the edge of the world
Jag har fängslat min röst i en bortglömd cell
I have imprisoned my voice in a forgotten cell
Alltid kedjat mina tankar inom mig själv
I have always chained my thoughts within myself
Alltid följt med strömmen aldrig varit till last
I have always gone with the flow, never been a burden
För jag har lärt mig tala är silver men tiga är guld
For I have learned that speaking is valuable but being silent is even more so
Tänk att en dag få bryta tystnaden
Imagine one day breaking the silence
Att få föra min talan inte bara ta emot
Being able to speak up and not just receive
Att ta mig ur denna passivisering
To escape from this state of passivity
Men med eget inre håller mig tillbaks
But my own inner self holds me back
Jag klamrar mig fast vid kanten av ett stup
I cling to the edge of a cliff
Vill skrika ut mitt hat
Want to scream out my hate
Vråla ut min avsky, vill gå mot strömmen
Roar out my disgust, want to go against the current
Bära min fana högt
To carry my banner high
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