Hetta
Tant Strul Lyrics


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Du dansar med huvudet högt
på regniga grå gator
vassa blickar träffar din kropp
men din stolthet slår dom tillbaka

Du dansar med huvudet högt
du dansar
Din sång ekar mot husen
som slåss med svarta fasader

Du dansar med huvudet högt
du dansar

Din hetta värmer din kropp
din hetta värmer din kropp
din hetta värmer din kropp
din hetta värmer din kropp

När ingen längre älskar
finns din kärlek kvar
ditt hat är lika rent och klart
som åtrår i dina ögon

Ditt hjärta är ett öppet sår
naket med rött blod
du vet att liv är blod
du vet att liv är blod

Din hetta värmer din kropp...

Du dansar med huvudet högt
på regniga grå gator
när ingen längre älskar





Din hetta värmer din kropp...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Hetta" by Tant Strul depict a person who is dancing with their head held high on the rainy and grey streets despite being subjected to sharp looks. They are able to deflect negativity with their pride and confidence. The sound of their voice echoes against the buildings, which fight against the dark facades. The person's passion warms their body, filling it with heat that seems to emanate from within. Even when they no longer feel loved, they know that their love remains. They carry both love and hate with equal intensity in their heart, and they understand that life is blood, which is the source of all emotion and energy.


The song's compelling lyrics are a tribute to strength and resilience in the face of adversity. It emphasizes the importance of self-validation, of refusing to let the judgment of others define one's self-worth. The person in the song dances with their head held high and their heart on their sleeve, unashamedly and ardently living their life to the fullest. The song is about the heat that emanates from within us, a passion that fuels us to keep going even when we have nothing left.


Line by Line Meaning

Du dansar med huvudet högt på regniga grå gator
You walk confidently with your head up high on rainy and dull streets


Vassa blickar träffar din kropp men din stolthet slår dom tillbaka
People stare at you disapprovingly, but your confidence and pride push them away


Din sång ekar mot husen som slåss med svarta fasader
Your voice echoes against buildings that struggle with dark facades


Din hetta värmer din kropp
Your passion and heat warm your body


När ingen längre älskar finns din kärlek kvar
When nobody loves you anymore, your love for yourself remains


Ditt hat är lika rent och klart som åtrår i dina ögon
Your hate is as pure and evident as desire in your eyes


Ditt hjärta är ett öppet sår naket med rött blod
Your heart is an open wound, exposed and bleeding


Du vet att liv är blod
You know that life is blood


Din hetta värmer din kropp...
Your passion and heat still warm your body


Du dansar med huvudet högt på regniga grå gator när ingen längre älskar
You confidently walk on rainy and dull streets when nobody loves you anymore


Din hetta värmer din kropp...
Your passion and heat still warm your body




Writer(s): Freddie Bernt Wadling Copyright: Warner/Chappell Music Scandinavia AB, M N W Music

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