Background information about the song:

Beatrice has reversed depression and passivity to passion and vivid drive. She must make up for seven years of inactivity and is eager to put things in place. She visits her old friend and maid of honor, Cecilia I. Velur, who introduced her to Kenneth back in the time, and confronts her with this "deceit". The devil watches all of this from his place behind the scenes, but then he jumps in to remind Beatrice that, despite her abilities, she's inferior to him, and that she cannot teach him about lies and betrayal ...

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The maid of honor

Eg vett ei som går over lik på sin veiI know someone who walks over dead bodies on her way
Ikkje tru et sekund eg ikkje ser degDon't believe for a second that I don't see you
Du er svart i ditt blikk sjølv om ditt hår er blondtYour glare is dark even though your hair is blond
Dine ord av velur syns eg ingenting omI don't think much of your words of velvet
  
Historie veier visst for lett for degHistory seems to weigh easy for you
Og din glorie er ikkje av gull, spør du megAnd your halo is not golden, if you ask me
Fekk eg ett ønske oppfyllt av ei heks eller av kongenIf I got one wish fulfilled by a witch or the King
sko eg ønskt at eg fekk oppleva alt sammen om igjenI would wish that I got to experience everything all over again
  
Du er min forloverYou're my maid of honor
Du lover meir enn du holderYou promise more than you live up to
Ja nå får me sjå kva du tålerWell, now we will get to see what you can handle
Eg kommer mens du soverI'll come by while you are sleeping
med glitter og med et bittert smil om min munnwith glitter and with a bitter smile around my mouth
sitter eg ved di seng og hyler som en hundI'll sit at your bed and howl like a dog
Det er konfetti i luftå i kveldThere is confetti in the air tonight
og stjerner blinker farveland stars are flashing goodbye
Du vett, Djevelen er en sjarmørYou know, the Devil is a charmer
Men nå er du passasjer og eg din sjåførBut now you are the passenger and I'm your chauffeur
  
Du lover møje meir enn du kan holdaYou promise much more than you can live up to
  
Ikkje lær meg om løgn og om svikDon't teach me about lies and betrayal
Eg spaserer med deg over likI walk with you over dead bodies
i fullt dagslys, eg er ikkje en snikin broad daylight, I'm not a sneak
Ditt liv er fattigt og mitt er riktYour life is poor and mine is abundant
Husk eg var der då du blei fødtRemember that I was there when you were born
og eg skal vær der når du dørand I will be there when you die
  
Så, min forlover, har du det bra?So, my maid of honor, are you ok?
Fortell koss du sover, og kva slags drømmer du harTell me how you are sleeping, and what kind of dreams you have
Sei meg Cecilia I. VelurTell me, Cecilia I. Velur
Kem trur du nå det er...Who do you now think it is ...
Kem trur du nå det er sin turWho do you now think is next in line
  
Eg ser deg med brorenI see you with the brother
og meg med mitt barnand me with my child
Eg ser en Djevel og minI see a Devil and my
mann med hanhusband with him
  
Så kva skal du tru på?So what should you believe in?
Og kem kan du spør?And who can you ask?
Eg bare prikker deg på din skulder ogI just tap you on the shoulder and
du kan snu deg når du tørryou can turn around if you dare
  
Du er min forloverYou're my maid of honor
Du lover meir enn du holderYou promise more than you live up to


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