Paroles et traduction Marie Key - Mere Snak - Mindre Musik

Mere Snak - Mindre Musik

Danmark er du min
Er du mit land
Kan du se,
Hvordan vi to når frem
Mine længsler river alt af led
Og min drøm, min drøm går ned
Til din musik

Jeg har hørt alt for meget
Lyttet for lidt
Der' en masse snak
Men ingen musik
Mere snak, mindre musik
Mere snak, mindre musik

Min radio vælter
Mit TV er fyldt
Med ord, der bare kører
Men der' ingen musik

Mere snak, mindre musik

Tænk at du gik
Til den reception
Vi kan slet ikke li' ham
Vi ka' slet ikk' li' de ting han skriver
Hvorfor går du til alt det pis
Hvidvin og pjat
I et sort lokale,
Hvor folk de snakker om, hvordan de' blevet
Til det unikum de nu er
Fuck mand

Mere snak, mindre musik
Det her går den gale vej
Det her går den gale vej

Jeg har hørt alt for meget
Lyttet for lidt
Der' en masse snak
Men ingen musik
Mere snak, mindre musik
Mere snak, mindre musik

Min radio vælter
Mit TV er fyldt
Med ord, der bare kører
Men der' ingen musik

Mere snak, mindre musik

Han producerer helt vildt
Nu har han endnu en bog
Og folk de elsker ham
Han er manden uden låg
Han siger, han er forundret
Han er næsten i chok
Over det han har skabt
Men hvor' den kvinde
Og hvor' den mand
Som skabe noget større
Som vil redde et land

Mere snak, mindre musik
Det her går den gale vej
Jeg vil med en anden vej!

Mere Snak - Less Music

Dearest, would you be mine
Are you my land
And can you perceive,
How we two make our mark
My longings tear everything apart
And my dream, my dream sinks
To your music

I've heard far too much
Listened too little
There's a lot of talk
But no music
More talk, less music
More talk, less music

My radio's a shambles
My TV's full
With words that just keep running
But there's no music

More talk, less music

Imagine you went
To that reception
We don't like him at all
We don't like anything he writes
Why do you go to all that crap
White wine and chit-chat
In a dingy room,
Where people talk about how they've become
The unique specimen they are now
Oh, come on!

More talk, less music
This is going the wrong way
This is going the wrong way

I've heard far too much
Listened too little
There's a lot of talk
But no music
More talk, less music
More talk, less music

My radio's a shambles
My TV's full
With words that just keep running
But there's no music

More talk, less music

He produces like crazy
Now he's got another book
And people love him
He's the man without a lid
He says he's amazed
He's almost in shock
At what he's created
But where's the woman
And where's the man
Who'll create something greater
Who'll save a country

More talk, less music
This is going the wrong way
I want to go another way!