Paroles et traduction Bertine Zetlitz - Telefon

Telefon

På jobben kom en telefon,
Fra en beregnende kujon
Som jeg elsket mer enn noen.
Jeg hørte ikke egentlig, men skjønte at det var forbi.
Familien hadde såpass mye å si... Sa han.

Og jeg forstår, at han har full kontroll.
Og at han har elsket meg med forbehold.

Jeg spør om å få treffe han en gang til,
Han sier nå må du være snill,
Du vet jeg gjør som kona vil.
Jeg hører ikke lenger på,
Men tenker på den gangen da vi elsket under himmelblå... åhhh

Og jeg forstår at det var hans begjær,
Som flammet opp en sommer og som slukkner her.

Du sier febrilsk at du må gå,
Jeg sitter taus du legger på,
Og alle tanker går i stå.
Igår sa du at jeg var så fin,
Sånn kan et smil bli til et stygt grin, som håner deg, jeg trodde du var min.

Og jeg forstår, at dette kalles svik,
Jeg tenker det er dumt å bare ringe slik

Telephone

At work came a telephone call,
From a calculating knave,
Whom I loved more than any.
I didn't really listen, but understood that it was over.
The family had so much to say ... He said.

And I understand that he is in full control.
And that he has loved me with reservations.

I ask to meet him one more time,
He says you must be kind now,
You know I do what my wife wants.
I no longer listen,
But think of the time when we loved under the sky blue... oh

And I understand that it was his desire,
Which flared up one summer and which dies here.

You say feverishly that you have to go,
I sit silent, you hang up,
And all thoughts come to a standstill.
Yesterday you said I was so beautiful,
This is how a smile can turn into an ugly grin that mocks you, I thought you were mine.

And I understand that this is called betrayal,
I think it's stupid to just call like that