Suspekt - Fransk - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Suspekt - Fransk




Fransk
French
Kommer til mig selv, kan intet se, en mand snakker
I come to myself, can't see anything, a man is talking
En pige skriger, mine øjne flakker, hænger hoved, nøgen, bagbunden
A girl screams, my eyes flicker, hanging upside down, naked, tied up
Hva' fuck sker der, to blodtørstige pitbulls skriner af mig, en fransk kvindestemme synger sagte
What the fuck, two bloodthirsty pitbulls howl at me, a French woman's voice sings softly
I baggrunden, mens blodet pibler af mig
In the background, while the blood is bubbling out of me
En båndslider-maskine falder til jorden, hva' skete der i går?
A bondage machine falls to the ground, what happened yesterday?
Husker vodka-shots, exctasy, silkebløde ung-pige inderlår
I remember vodka shots, ecstasy, silky-soft young-girl thighs
Dufter til hendes hår, lufter ideer om at vi burde skride når vi har drukket ud
I smell her hair, talk about how we should leave when we've finished drinking
Slikker patter, hun bor tæt det blir' en billig vogn
Licking nipples, she lives close so it'll be a cheap ride
Fylder det åbne sår min ryg, drypper derudaf
Filling the open wound on my back, dripping out of it
Hvordan kommer jeg ud af denne her utrygge suppe min verden lige pludselig er blevet fuld af
How do I get out of this insecure soup my world has suddenly become full of
Muligheder er der tusinde af, men de bliver knust ved tanken og synet af det hendes far der står bagved, klar - til at skrælle mine tusser af
There are thousands of possibilities, but they are crushed by the thought and sight of her father standing behind her, ready to peel off my skin
Og hvis de bare fik braget en hel del tusser af hinandens veninder
And if they just had a lot of fun with each other's girlfriends
Tusindepikken der bare skulle suttes og stikke af
The dick that just needed to be sucked and then ran away
Tusmørket omfavner en tilfældig liderkal og pludselig stikker tingene af
The dusk embraces a random person and suddenly things get going
Ærindrer hun sagde "alt var godt lad os slutte det ordentligt af"
I remember she said "everything was fine, let's end it properly
Vi tager hjem til mig lige præmature? lortet får reddet hornene af
We'll go home to my place right away, the shit will save the horns
Da hun vist der lagde jeg mærke til rebet, mens hun tog mine bukser af
When she apparently did, I noticed the rope while she was taking off my pants
Med skruemaskinen pænt placeret ved mine ankler
With the screwdriver nicely placed at my ankles
Forlader han lokalet med sin datter i et hårdt greb om håret, bør jeg angre?
He leaves the room with his daughter grabbing her hair hard, should I regret it?
Hun skriger som en stukken gris, sammenhængen mangler
She screams like a stuck pig, the context is missing
For jeg dingler stadig ved mine fødder, blod, pulsen, tindingen banker
Because I still dangle by my feet, blood, pulse, temple is throbbing
Kommer jeg i tanke om en sang om almindelige mennesker der ikke låser døre og vinduer
I think of a song about ordinary people who don't lock doors and windows
Suger de sidste kræfter til mig og springer ud af vinduet
Sucking the last bit of strength into me and jumping out the window
Og får befriet mig selv...
And free myself...
Men hun er vist helt fucked...
But she's totally fucked...





Writer(s): Rune Rask, Jonas Vestergaard, Andreas Duelund, Emil Simonsen


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