Söndagsras - Troublemakers traduction en anglais

Söndagsras

Drommar om silver drommar om guld
Nar jag vaknade imorse spannen den var full
Bredvid mig lag en kona som jag aldrig sett forut
Hon verkade ratt vaken men jag bad henne ga ut

For mitt huvud sprangs i tusen bitar
Truten stinker as SONDAGSRAS

Vi grundade hos Langaren, Piggen, Solis och jag
De bjod mig pa nat konstigt som inte smakade sarskilt bra
Men vi tomde vara bagare och skalade for fred
Loste alla varldsproblem Sen sa sop vi annu mer
Sen sa sop vi annu mer

Knallade ner till Mothers for att kopa mera malt
Det ven i varje husknut och blaste javligt kallt
Da traffade jag henne som jag aldrig sett forut
Hon bjod pa kropp och brannvin och jag blev fyllesjuk

For mitt huvud sprangs i tusen bitar
Truten stinker as SONDAGSRAS

Sunday Hangover

Dreams of silver, dreams of gold
When I woke up this morning my head was full
Next to me was a woman I'd never seen before
She seemed quite awake, but I asked her to go

For my head was splitting into a thousand pieces
My mouth stinks like SUNDAY HANGOVER

We met at Langaren's, Piggen, Solis, and me
They offered me something strange that didn't taste so good
But we emptied our glasses and toasted to peace
Solved all the world's problems and then we drank some more
And then we drank some more

Popped down to Mothers to buy more ale
The wind howled at every corner and it was damn cold
Then I met her, who I'd never seen before
She offered me her body and whiskey and I got drunk

For my head was splitting into a thousand pieces
My mouth stinks like SUNDAY HANGOVER