Tønes - Motellblues - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction en anglais Tønes - Motellblues




Motellblues
Motel Blues
Veggene var en gang trehvite
The walls were once a creamy white
Foten av stålampo skinner i guld og skjermene er rølige
The foot of the steel lamp gleams in gold and the lampshades are crimson
Her er det alltid ledige rom
There are always vacant rooms here
Fortrekte gardiner og plastikk blomster
Curtains drawn and plastic flowers
Tre kanaler fjernynet
Three channels on the TV
Passordet nettverket virker ikke
The Wi-Fi password doesn't work
Dusjhode som spruter i alle retninger
Showerhead that sprays in all directions
Det er skjelden eg føle meg aleina
I rarely feel so alone
Taket over hode
A roof over my head
Tefat med et par sprukne krus
A tea tray with a couple of cracked cups
Frokost med h-melk og utvannet jus
Breakfast with skimmed milk and watered-down juice
Det her er motellblues
This is the motel blues
Det her er motellblues
This is the motel blues
Han som driver plassen har overtatt etter faren
The man who runs the place has taken over from his father
Var gammel og sur og slet med dårlige bein
Was old and grumpy and had bad legs
Moren går er enda og klager
His mother is still here and complains
Hun viser ingen svakhetstein
She shows no sign of weakness
Han sitter i resepsjonen og mumler
He sits in reception and mumbles
Eg sier passordet til nettverket virker ikke
I say the Wi-Fi password doesn't work
Nøkkelen henger i en bit med to fire
The key hangs on a hook with 24
I nattbordet ligger Nytesdamentet
On the bedside table is the New Testament
Taket over hode
A roof over my head
Tefat med et par sprukne krus
A tea tray with a couple of cracked cups
Frokost med h-melk og utvannet jus
Breakfast with skimmed milk and watered-down juice
Det her er motellblues
This is the motel blues
Det her er motellblues
This is the motel blues
Eg tårer ikke tenke hvem andre som har sove her
I try not to think about who else has slept here
Fanden er malt veggen han henger og ler
The devil is painted on the wall, he hangs there and laughs





Writer(s): Frank Tønnesen


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