Paroles et traduction Hellbillies - No har eg tenkt å gå

No har eg tenkt å gå

Eg la meg burti sengji, der vart eg full tå katteklor
Du dreg inn all slags skogakatt og kjøpe kattefor.
Fløyte og mjålk det går det i litervis.

I gjår so kom eit taterfålgji hit.
Dei sporde: Är vår mamma, Birgit, hemma, lilla skit!
Spikjimaten og alt flattbrød det ha'rei ete upp.

Åsso spør du koffår eg fløt ut.
Det må'ru no væl skjøne no.
Jasso', 'ru spør om koffår eg fløt ut?
Det æ 'kji særleg vrangt å sjå.
No ha eg tenkt å gå.

Ko te mat æ'ræ att åt meg, som skaffa alt te hus?
Jau, ein steinhard mugga brødskalk og ein slurk med lunka jus.
Magjin æ tom som ei lummebok te jul!

Og mor di ho ha budd her, sea påske godt og væl.
Ho ligg no her og remba seg og et seg mest ihæl
Te og med bror din ha 'ru drigji i hus!

Ja, eg vakna klukka åtte, då stod kaffikjel'n og kvein,
Og vesleguten låg der kliss igjønomblaut og grein.
Du dansa på plen, splitt nakjin og rundt i ring.
Åsso spør du koffår eg fløt ut
Skjøna 'ru 'kji nokon ting!

No kan du sita der med katto, og alle slektninga 'ru har.
Eg æ leitt tå vera pengjipung og snill reservefar.
Eg orka 'kji meir, dæ'æ plent som eit rottereir.

No har eg tenkt å gå

I've gotten into bed, and now I'm full of cat claws.
You bring in all sorts of wild cats and buy cat food.
You waste liters of milk to whistle at them.

Yesterday, a group of gypsies came here.
They asked: Is our mother, Birgit, home, you little tyke!
They've eaten up all the bacon and flatbread.

And so you ask why I'm leaving.
Surely you must understand now.
Yes, you ask why I'm leaving,
It's not too hard to see.
I've made up my mind to go.

What food is left for me, the one who provides for the entire household?
Just a piece of stale bread crust and a sip of lukewarm gravy.
My stomach is as empty as a Christmas stocking.

And your mother has been living here ever since Easter, nice and cozy.
She's lying around here, reminiscing and eating herself to death.
You've even dragged your brother into this mess.

I woke up at eight o'clock, the coffee pot was screaming,
And the little boy was lying there, completely drenched and crying.
You were dancing on the lawn, stark naked and running in circles.
And so you ask why I'm leaving.
Don't you understand anything!

Now you can sit here with your cats and all the relatives you have.
I'm tired of being the money bag and the nice substitute father.
I can't take it anymore, it's like a rat's nest.