Madcon - Kjører På - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Madcon - Kjører På




Kjører På
Driving On
Vi kjører
We're driving on
Vi kjører
We're driving on
Vi kjører
We're driving on
Vi kjører
We're driving on
Stop!
Stop!
OK, vi kjører
OK, we're driving on
Ring de som ikke har kommi til tid, vi kjører
Call those who haven't come yet, we're driving now
Folk står vent, nult snakker det
People are waiting, no one's talking anymore
Det er kø, hvis du vet hva du vil, gjør det du
There's a queue, if you know what you want, do what you have to
Ikke vent, tiden flyr, du kan gjøre hva du vil
Don't wait, time flies, you can do what you want
Men for meg er det fordi, jeg skal jobb nå, han skal by'n
But for me it's because, I'm going to work now, he's going to town
Han ha'kke stått opp, jeg er og flyr
He didn't get up, I'm flying
løp, lille mann, løp, løp
So run, little man, run, run
Eet e'kke no' å spøk med lille mann, løp, løp
Don't be a fool, little man, run, run
Siden du er for kort
Since you're too short
Du få'kke til en dritt hvis du ligger
You won't achieve a damn thing if you're lazy
Prøv, lille mann, prøv, prøv
Try, little man, try, try
Vi kjører
We're driving on
Vi går, vi går, vi går, vi går
We're going, we're going, we're going, we're going
Kan'ke stoppe
We can't stop now
Vi kjører
We're driving on
Vi går, vi går, vi går, vi går
We're going, we're going, we're going, we're going
For alltid
Forever
Vi kjører
We're driving on
Inte mycket som är meningen, vi hamnade rätt men gjorde fel igen
Not so much that makes sense, we ended up right but did wrong again
Inte mycket som är meningen, vi hamnade rätt men gjorde fel igen
Not so much that makes sense, we ended up right but did wrong again
Om jag visste bättre, hade det aldrig blivit
If I knew better, it never would have happened
Det minsta flowen I miccen och någon rap beatet
The slightest flow in the microphone and some rap on the beat
Staden var liten, vad fan skulle vi göra
The city was so small, what the hell were we supposed to do
Snubla musiken, blev knullad I mitt öra
Stumbled upon music, got screwed in my ear
Tänk om jag inte hade hoppat av min utbildning
What if I hadn't dropped out of my education
När farsan fick reda det blev han ursinnig
When my father found out, he was furious
Om jag bara varit logisk, och jobbat logiskt
If I had only been logical, and worked logically
Hade jag suttit tryggare men mycket mera tråkigt
I would have been more secure but much more boring
Ser det hela som en följd av tillfälligheter
I see it all as a consequence of coincidences
En jävla massa jobb som rört sig en millimeter
A hell of a lot of work that moved a millimeter
Och många fel val föll rätt plats
And many wrong choices fell into the right place
Men inte ett skit man, jag skulle ändrat
But not a damn thing man, I would have changed
Jeg tar meg en liten tur og går nedover hakersjærn
I take a little walk and go down the swastika
Jeg ser alle de veiene det kunne til hælvete
I see all the ways it could go to hell
Jeg ser deg, men jeg håper ikke du ser meg
I see you, but I hope you don't see me
Jeg er under deg, hopp, til din verd'n du veit
I'm below you, jump, go to your world you know
Men mamma ikke skyld meg, om ikke det gikk din vei
But mom don't blame me, if it didn't go your way
Vi prøver alle her å greie det, blåser vi I din seil
We're all trying to make it here, are we blowing up your sail
Vi prøver ikke legge deg, vi har bare litt peiling
We're not trying to put you down, we just have a little bit of a sense
Det er leit, men du skal vi at du ikke står der aleine
It's a shame, but you'll see that you're not standing there alone
Du står der I din sirkel, I din vennskapens reir
You're standing there in your circle, in your friendship's nest
Vi henger sammen, mamma ikke prøv å no' vei
We're hanging out, mom don't try to go anywhere
Fra tak til seil, vi skal til det her
From roof to sail, we're going to make this happen
Mamma jeg er karnebåk [?], bare lev og lær
Mom I'm a lighthouse, just live and learn





Writer(s): Jason Diakite, William Larsen, Tshawe Baqwa, Yosef Wolde Mariam


Attention! N'hésitez pas à laisser des commentaires.