Ukendt Kunstner - Lange Nætter - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Ukendt Kunstner - Lange Nætter




Lange Nætter
Long Nights
Den her livsstil, den gi'r mig associationer
This lifestyle, it gives me associations
Om polygamiske mænd, der har patent flere koner
About polygamous men, who have a patent on several wives
Men som altid bli'r glemt, huh, en pistol med patroner
But who always get forgotten, huh, a gun with cartridges
Hillemænd, lille ven, lad os tag' den igen
Damn, little friend, let's take that again
For den her livsstil, jaer, den gi'r mig tanker om
Because this lifestyle, yeah, it gives me thoughts about
Al' de ting, vi falder og samles om
All the things we fall and gather around
Jeg plejede at hive ho's ind samlebånd
I used to pull tricks on the assembly line
Og kører ind til byen, men min tank er tom
And drive into town, but my tank is empty
Jeg dig ude i byen, men
I saw you out in the city, but
Hvem er ham din nye ven? Ha
Who is that your new friend? Ha
Skubber sikkert en ny benz
Probably pushing a new Benz
Jeg rulled' forbi dig, du sagde, der ik' var nogen hjem', men jeg ku' se, du havd' dine lys tændt, vent
I rolled by you, you said there was no one home, but I could see you had your lights on, wait
Jeg ser verden fra den værste vinkel
I see the world from the worst angle
Antidepressiver gør det svært at mingle
Antidepressants make it hard to mingle
Jeg har altid været min værste fjende
I've always been my own worst enemy
Derfor sandheden er svær at finde
That's why the truth is so hard to find
Åh, lange nætter
Oh, long nights
Hvor er du, når jeg ruller min juu?
Where are you when I roll my joint?
Åh, lange nætter, ja
Oh, long nights, yeah
Du sagde, du vil' være her nu, jaer
You said you'd be here now, yeah
Tag min hånd, flyver vi afsted
Take my hand and we'll fly away
Over broer, under skyer, ud i natten, gennem byen
Over bridges, under skies, out into the night, through the city
Ud landet, din vej
Out into the country, on your way
Åh, lange nætter
Oh, long nights
(Hvad hedder det)
(What's it called)
(Hvis din dame, hun ik' holder øje med dig, holder din dame ik' øje med dig, fordi at hun spiller en anden fucking spiller, jaja)
(If your girl, she doesn't keep an eye on you, then your girl doesn't keep an eye on you, because she's playing another fucking player, yeah)





Writer(s): Hans Philip Sery Lagui, Jens Ole Wowk Mccoy


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