Текст и перевод песни L.O.C. - International...

International...

Jeg ved det stikker lidt i venstre side af brystkassen
For hun var din og kun din, det her kan ikk passe
Du må forstå at det er bedst sådan her
Nu kan du jo se hvem hun i virkeligheden er
Og hvorfor være sammen med en tøs
Der var noget så uambitiøs, som at smut i byen og slå sig løs
Og fuck da lige at holde på hende, hvis hun allerhelst
Vil bruge sin fucking tid på at få pik til en fest
Højdepunktet i hendes liv er at få gratis i baren
Og hun skulle så være blevet mor til dit barn
Ja det er smart, lad vær at lade dig narre
Brænd den fucking bro og kom videre i en fart
Og den med flere fisk har du ikke brug for at høre
Men sandheden er, at der er lige så mange som før
Så skål for at de havde et par gode år
Nu kan du så rejse dig op eller ligge og slikke sår

Med minder så sukkersøde at det gir kvalme
Når du tænker tilbage på da i mødte hinanden
Du så på hende, hun på dig, også røg forstanden
Havde du blevet hjemme, var det blik endt hos en anden
Endt i anden seng, blevet en andens kvinde
Så hvorfor bruge tid på at begræde hende
Du burde se det fra den positive side
Du tilbage ved nul, fordi hun valgte at skride
Du kunne bruge det her til fucking motivation
Måske lave din allerførste million
For den eneste der kan fuck dig, er dig
Medmindre du vælger, at gå hendes vej
Vælg at ignorer det her eller tag det til dig
Du kan lave penge, eller sidde til par middag
Holde fast i illusionen eller vågn op
Eller fortsætte med at blive pisket, dit dumme fuck

International...

I know it hurts a little on the left side of your chest
Because she was yours and only yours, this can't be true
You must understand that it's best this way
Now you can see who she really is
And why be with a girl
Who was so unambitious, that she would slip into town and let herself go
And fuck off just to hold on to her, if she would rather
Spend her fucking time getting dick at a party
The highlight of her life is getting free drinks at the bar
And she should have been the mother of your child
Yeah that's smart, don't let yourself get fooled
Burn that fucking bridge and move on in a hurry
And that thing about there being more fish in the sea you don't need to hear
But the truth is, that there are just as many as before
So bottoms up to them having a few good years
Now you can get up or lie there and lick your wounds

With memories so sweet they make you nauseous
When you think back to when you met
You looked at her, she at you, and then you lost your mind
If you had stayed home, that gaze would have ended up on someone else
Ended up in another bed, become someone else's woman
So why waste time mourning her
You should see it from the positive side
You're back to zero, because she decided to leave
You could use this as fucking motivation
Maybe make your first million
Because the only one who can fuck you, is you
Unless you choose, to go her way
Choose to ignore this or take it to heart
You can make money, or sit down to a dinner for two
Hold on to the illusion or wake up
Or continue to be whipped, you stupid fuck