Paroles et traduction Becca - TRAILERVISA

TRAILERVISA

Hainj kjøre på tur i Norges land
En trailersjåfør, som gjør så godt'n kanj
Fler liter me kaffe har'n me, å country på kasett
Da finj'n ro å fred

Fylle tanken full med flytenes gull
Mens han kjøre fra plass te plass
Marginan e små,
Å han forstår, ska han vinn neste lass må'n gi gass

Friheten den e go å ha
Men han e mye bort de æ prisn å betal
De sett ei å føle sæ alein, å vente så spent på at kjærestn kjæm heim

Fylle tanken full med flytenes gull
Mens han kjøre fra plass te plass
Marginan e små,
Å han forstår, ska han vinn neste lass må'n gi gass

Konge fra Nord te Sør, En trailersjåfør
Fra øst og te vest, i bilen som æ værst

Fylle tanken full med flytenes gull
Mens han kjøre fra plass te plass
Marginan e små,
Å han forstår, ska han vinn neste lass må'n gi gass x2

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TRAILER VISA

I'll drive on a tour in Norway
A truck driver, who does the best he can
Several liters of coffee he has with him, and country on cassette
Then he finds tranquility and peace

Filling the tank full with liquid gold
While he drives from place to place
The margins are small
And he understands, if he's going to win the next load, he has to step on the gas

Freedom is great to have
But he's away a lot, that's the price to pay
You sit and feel lonely and wait so anxiously for your sweetheart to come home

Filling the tank full with liquid gold
While he drives from place to place
The margins are small
And he understands, if he's going to win the next load, he has to step on the gas

King from North to South, a truck driver
From east to west, in the worst car

Filling the tank full with liquid gold
While he drives from place to place
The margins are small
And he understands, if he's going to win the next load, he has to step on the gas x2

Instrumental