Erlend Øye - The Athlete Lyrics

On a racecourse, there's a race to reach an end
Someone's calling the decathlon athlete's name
Further focus on the discipline applied
Or through constant shifts of exercise

Quatre cents mètres, saut à la perche,
Mille cinq mètres, cent mètres, saut en hauteur,
Lancer do javelot do poids et do disque,
Cent dix mètres haies, saut en longueur

There's a battle between the athlete and himself
And between him and the people there to help
Their incentive is for the pressure to conceive
The ignition of another level of reach

Do I want this?
Do I want this in my life?
Is it worth it?
Worth the sacrifice?