Текст и перевод песни Hellbillies - Gamle Bry'n

Gamle Bry'n

"Gje 'rei juling", sa'n Gamle Bry'n, "papaguta ifrå by'n!
Kjøyre fin bil so blank som lyn.
Dei tru 'rei eige alt. Forbannare papadalt!"

Han va ein stabukk, vilde ha alt ved 're gamle.
Han va stolt Gamle Bry'n.
Likte ikkji skiheis, gjikk med sekk når'n skulde handle.
Alergisk imot folk frå by'n.

Slo upp eit skjelt på eit jorde neve vegen:
FORBUDT Å TELTE HER!
Han låg på lur i ei steinrøys utved åne,
Skulde neiggu 'kji bi fiska der!

Han byggde bom på ein stølsveg innpå åse.
Han fekk seg elgjihund.
So skremde'n livet tå ein kartplukkar med påse,
Og då roa'n seg ei liten stund,
Men so sto'n der att med stav og hund.

Old Man Bry

"Give 'em a thrashing," Old Man Bry said, "those city slickers!
Driving fancy cars, shiny as lightning.
They think they own everything. Damn city folk!"

He was a stubborn old goat, wanted everything the old way.
He was proud Old Man Bry.
Didn't like ski lifts, carried a sack when he went shopping.
Allergic to city folk.

Put up a sign in a field by the road:
NO CAMPING HERE!
He lurked in a pile of rocks by the river,
Nobody was gonna fish there!

He built a gate on a mountain path up on the hill.
He got himself a moose hound.
Then he scared the life out of a map-carrying guy with a bag,
And then he calmed down for a little while,
But then he was back at it with his staff and his hound.