Zero8 | Hjärtstilla - Hölö Kyrka October 2023

We've got a brand new record in the making, soon to be launched across all major streaming music services. The album contains the tracks we recorded in Hölö kyrka in October 2023. We hope you enjoy this track - Hjärtstilla - from the coming record composed for us by the extremely talented Jesper Hagberg. Lyrics - Erik Axel Karlfeldt.

[@severtone263]

So beautifully done! wow!... those hair-raising lush chords! Immaculate work!

[@karengilliland2439]

Lovely, as usual!

[@stevecole3192]

Stunning as usual. Well done gentlemen. Well done. Blessings from Kansas~

[@jean-jacquesrousseau7001]

Divine !

[@adamreinwald5941]

American fan here: could you share the text/translation? Lovely piece...would love to do with my tenor/bass chorus!

[@MartinTrobach]

Text: Stilla och skumt är på heden, dagssus och dagsljus dö hän. Stjärnorna skönjas, och veden lyser från murknade trän. Nu när jag uppstår ur rosornas rus, flyktat med sommarens vindar och ljus - hjärtstilla, smärtstilla, blommar du nu kring mitt hus? Blänkande kornblixtar draga eldspår på synrandens stig, tälja att ovädren jaga än, fast de tystnat kring mig. Åskor som skakat mitt livs firmament sensommareldar som själen bränt, hjärtstilla, smärtstilla, svalkar du svedan de tänt? Lyssna, mitt hjärta! På heden darrar en sista lidelsens ton, tordönets väldiga reden eka farväl från den nattblåa bron. Stort var att leva i rosor och rus, vandra i glöd som vid vådeldars ljus; höstblommor, tröstblommor, armt är ert sånglösa sus. Now, translation is a whole different kinda beast. Hjärtstilla is a herbacious plant (motherwort in English), but it can be taken quite literally, and thus metaphorically, in this poem, as "stillness of the heart" (mirrored in the following smärtstilla - stillness/absence of pain; painkiller can also be translated to smärtstillande medel, literally pain stilling remedy. The author plays around with these ambiguities throughout the poem, so any attempt at translating it requires both a near perfect grasp of both languages and poetic creativity/license - which I'm afraid don't possess.

[@nicklaseld3046]

Maybe not the best translation but something. I love Zero8 ❤ Quiet and gloomy it is on the heath, day sough and day light die. The stars can be seen, and the wood shines from darkened trees. Now that I arise from the intoxication of roses, fled with summer's winds and light - heart quiet, pain reliever, are you now blooming around my house? Shining grain lightnings draw trail of fire on the path of sight, carve that storms chase yet, although they have fallen silent around me. Thunders that shook the firmament of my life, late summer fires that the soul burned - heart quiet, pain reliever, do you cool the sting they lit? Listen, my heart! On the heath trembles a last tone of suffering, the huge nest of thunder island echo farewell from the night blue bridge. It was great to live in roses and intoxication, walk in a glow as by the light of wildfires; autumn flowers, comfort flowers, poor is your songless whisper.

[@adamreinwald5941]

@@nicklaseld3046 Thank you!

[@JMNYC5]

...Beautiful, Serene, and Inspiring, as always...🧡