Hver gang vi møtes feat. Agnete Saba - En kasse pils alene - translation of the lyrics into English

Lyrics and translation Hver gang vi møtes feat. Agnete Saba - En kasse pils alene




En kasse pils alene
A Case of Lager on My Own
Han jobba hardt og tenkte kjørr
I worked hard and thought I was a man
Sånn som ekte mannfolk gjør
That's what real men do, they say
Derfor endte karen opp som skilt
That's how I ended up divorced
Før han var førr
Before I knew it
Før han var førr
Before I knew it
Og han savner tida
And I miss the days
Som en gang var
That once were
Han kunne blitt en familiefar
When I could have been a family man
Drittlei jobbing, drittlei slitet
Sick of work, sick of the grind
Og et liv som han levde altfor lite
And a life I barely lived
For det e egentlig for seint
Because it's really too late
Til å angre de tinga man har gjort
To regret the things you've done
han finner veien ut i vogna
So I'll find my way out to the camper
For å drikke smerten bort
To drink away the hurt
Han drikker en kasse pils aleina
I'll drink a case of lager on my own
I campingvogn i skogen
In a camper in the woods
Det e her han finner roa
It's where I find my peace
Det e her han finner sjøl
It's where I find myself
Han e langt ifra en tv
I'm far from a TV
Men det e der han virkelig ser det
But that's where I really see
At inni denne vogna
That inside this camper
skal han drikke ihjæl
I'm here to drink myself to death
Og damene holdt et høyt nivå
The women used to be such high quality
Det gjør dem ikke
They're not anymore
Og helsa e borte
And my health is gone
Og manken den har
And my hair has
Blitt helt grå, helt grå
Turned completely gray
Han innså nok for seint
I should have realized too late
At livet gikk for fort
That life was passing by too fast
han finner veien ut
So I'll find my way out
I vogna for å drikke smerten bort
To the camper to drink away the hurt
Han drikker en kasse pils aleina
I'll drink a case of lager on my own
I campingvogn i skogen
In a camper in the woods
Det e her han finner roa
It's where I find my peace
Det e her han finner sjøl
It's where I find myself
Han e langt ifra en tv
I'm far from a TV
Men det e der han virkelig ser det
But that's where I really see
At inni denne vogna
That inside this camper
skal han drikke seg ihjæl
I'm here to drink myself to death





Writer(s): Erik Smaaland, Stian Thorbjornsen, Jesper Borgen


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