Текст и перевод песни Niarn - Undskyld (Jeg Var Fuld)

Undskyld (Jeg Var Fuld)

For mange bitter og snitter, halvanden liter med spritter
Hælder det I mig og lover alle at jeg snart quitter
Vælter rundt og ter mig dumt fucker alting op
Fanden I vold - to finger I halsen så jeg kan kaste op
For alle synes jeg er meget mer end grydeklar
Når jeg får for lidt får for meget ind fra vesten ude fra
Jeg kan ikke stoppe mig selv, selvom jeg godt nok vil
Skænker en vodka til, ber alle om at fucke sig selv
Og de hader mig, de fu-fucking hader mig
Jeg vader bare rundt og tror jeg er skide sjov og alt det der
Og næste dag når jeg blir kimet ned klokken ti
Så er der egentlig kun en ting at fucking sig
Undskyld jeg var fuld
Det skal aldrig ske igen
Det var ikke min menning - det skul hen
Jeg ved godt ikke det var cool
Jeg lover at det aldrig sker igen
For mange procenter jeg kender, ryster på mine hænder
Ved ikke hvor det ender, jeg håber sku ikke det helt forsvinder
Og mine venner kan næsten ikke ke-ke-kende mig længre
De troede Glenn var et overstået kapitel I mig
Men han kommer frem, hver gang jeg er så fucking lam
Lad vær at fuck med ham (Lad vær at fuck med ham)
For jeg hælder op næste stop - pisse fucked
Om jeg er vissen nok? Det tror jeg vidst nok
Men jeg drikker bare, jeg fu-fucking drikker bare
Gemmer min kvitteringer og tror det kan trækkes fra
Og næste dag når min revisor ringer klokken ti
Så er der egentlig kun en ting at fucking sig
Undskyld jeg var fuld
Det skal aldrig ske igen
Det var ikke min menning - det skul hen
Jeg ved godt ikke det var cool
Jeg lover at det aldrig sker igen
Undskyld jeg var fuld
Det skal aldrig ske igen
Det var ikke min menning - det skul hen
Jeg ved godt ikke det var cool
Jeg lover at det aldrig sker igen
For mange bitter (bitter bitter)
For mange procenter (center center)
Min baby siger det hele vælter (vælter vælter)
Men hun elsker mig - hun fu-fucking elsker mig
Hun så vel helst jeg var en smule bedre til at sige fra
Så næste dag når min ba-baby ringer ringer klokken ti
Så er der egentlig kun en ting at fucking sig
Undskyld jeg var fuld
Det skal aldrig ske igen
Det var ikke min menning - det skul hen
Jeg ved godt ikke det var cool
Jeg lover at det aldrig sker igen
Undskyld jeg var fuld
Det skal aldrig ske igen
Det var ikke min menning - det skul hen
Jeg ved godt ikke det var cool
Jeg lover at det aldrig sker igen

Sorry (I Was Drunk)

Too many bitters and shots, a liter and a half of spirits
Pouring it into me, promising everyone I'll quit soon
Stumbling around, acting stupid, messing everything up
Damn it - two fingers down my throat so I can throw up
Because everyone thinks I'm way more than ready
When I get too little, get too much from the West out there
I can't stop myself, even though I really want to
Pouring another vodka, telling everyone to fuck themselves
And they hate me, they fu-fucking hate me
I just wade around thinking I'm hilarious and all that
And the next day when I get called at ten
Then there's really only one thing to fucking say
Sorry I was drunk
It will never happen again
It wasn't my intention - it shouldn't have happened
I know it wasn't cool
I promise it will never happen again
Too many percents I know, my hands are shaking
Don't know where it ends, I hope it doesn't disappear completely
And my friends can barely re-re-recognize me anymore
They thought Glenn was a closed chapter in me
But he comes out every time I'm so fucking wasted
Don't fuck with him (Don't fuck with him)
Because I'm pouring up, next stop - piss drunk
Am I withered enough? I think so
But I just drink, I just fu-fucking drink
Saving my receipts and thinking it can be deducted
And the next day when my accountant calls at ten
Then there's really only one thing to fucking say
Sorry I was drunk
It will never happen again
It wasn't my intention - it shouldn't have happened
I know it wasn't cool
I promise it will never happen again
Sorry I was drunk
It will never happen again
It wasn't my intention - it shouldn't have happened
I know it wasn't cool
I promise it will never happen again
Too many bitters (bitters bitters)
Too many percents (cents cents)
My baby says it all falls apart (apart apart)
But she loves me - she fu-fucking loves me
She'd rather I was a little better at saying no
So the next day when my ba-baby calls calls at ten
Then there's really only one thing to fucking say
Sorry I was drunk
It will never happen again
It wasn't my intention - it shouldn't have happened
I know it wasn't cool
I promise it will never happen again
Sorry I was drunk
It will never happen again
It wasn't my intention - it shouldn't have happened
I know it wasn't cool
I promise it will never happen again