Paroles et traduction Hans-Inge Fagervik - Farvel Marita

Farvel Marita

Første gang æ så dæ, det va en sommerdag.
Da du kom springan, virka du så glad.
Ditt mørke lange hår, det flagra vilt i vind.
Å æ huske at æ ønska du va min.
Og slik ble det også, førr ei lita stund.
Æ huske at æ svæva, for æ hadde gjordt et funn.
Men du ville leve livet, du ville være fri.
Og da sommer'n dro, da va du ikke mi.

Farvel Marita, farvel og takk for det du ga.
Vårt opplegg, ble det ikke noe av, men takk, takk Marita.

Åran gikk fort, men æ glemte aldri dæ.
Og ein dag stod du der framfor mæ.
Du rakte fram ein arm, full av sprøytestikk, og sa:
Gi mæ te mat, du kjent mæ ikke da.

Æ sa navnet ditt, idet du tok den pengen som du fikk.
Du klarte ikke si no, men du gråt idet du gikk,
Og i dag, nå før konserten bladde æ i ei avis.
Du e ikke mer stod det i en notis.

Æ klarte ikke sitte, æ måtte ut å gå,
For æ kjente tåran pressa på.
Men de blei skjult i høstregn, og glad e æ før det.
For mine tåra, de får ingen se.

Det begynte med et blås, bare for å ha det gøy.
Men prisen du betalte, den ble så altfor høy.
Men bildet æ vil huske, det e fra ein sommerdag.
Der du kom springan virka du så glad.

Farvel Marita, farvel og takk for det du ga.
Vårt opplegg, ble det ikke noe av, men takk, takk Marita.

Farewell Marita

The first time I saw you, it was a summer's day.
When you came running, you seemed so happy.
Your dark long hair, it fluttered wildly in the wind.
And I remember I wished you were mine.
And that's how it happened, for a little while.
I remember I was flying, because I had made a find.
But you wanted to live life, you wanted to be free.
And when summer left, you weren't mine anymore.

Farewell Marita, farewell and thank you for what you gave.
Our plan, nothing came of it, but thank you, thank you Marita.

The years went fast, but I never forgot you.
And one day there you were standing in front of me.
You reached out an arm, full of needle marks, and said:
Give me something to eat, don't you recognize me?

I said your name, as you took the money that you got.
You couldn't say anything but you cried as you went.
And today, before the concert I leafed through a newspaper.
You are no more it said in a notice.

I couldn't sit still, I had to go for a walk,
Because I felt the tears pressing on.
But they were hidden in the autumn rain, and I'm glad for that.
Because my tears, no one should see.

It started with a blow, just for fun.
But the price you paid was far too high.
But the picture I will remember is from a summer's day.
There you came running, you seemed so happy.

Farewell Marita, farewell and thank you for what you gave.
Our plan, nothing came of it, but thank you, thank you Marita.