Текст и перевод песни Nik & Jay - Tag Mig Tilbage
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Tag Mig Tilbage
Take Me Back
Tilbage
i
dagene
hang
vi
altid
ud
på
bymidten
Back
in
the
days,
we
always
hung
out
downtown
Der
var
intet
at
lave,
men
der
var
altid
ild
i
den
There
was
nothing
to
do,
but
it
was
always
on
fire
For
forstadslivet
var
en
privat
fest
og
'Cause
suburban
life
was
a
private
party
and
Scor
en
tøs,
slå
dig
løs
videre
til
den
næste
Score
a
girl,
let
loose,
move
on
to
the
next
one
Med
ghettoblaster
og
Everlast
og
Eastpack
tasker
With
ghetto
blasters
and
Everlast
and
Eastpack
bags
Man
prøvede
at
se
godt
ud
selvom
man
ledte
efter
flasker
We
tried
to
look
good
even
though
we
were
looking
for
bottles
Flere
penge
var
lig
med
flere
øl
til
weekendens
nætter
More
money
meant
more
beers
for
the
weekend
nights
Når
man
gatecrashede
fester
sammen
med
sine
venner
When
we
crashed
parties
with
our
friends
Det
var
skovmandsskjorter
og
pagehår
It
was
plaid
shirts
and
pageboy
hair
Det
var
teenagedrøm
og
f*ck
janteloven
It
was
teenage
dreams
and
f*ck
the
law
of
Jante
Det
var
Dr.
Alban
på
din
stereo,
It
was
Dr.
Alban
on
your
stereo,
Det
var
Dr.
Martens
og
vi
har
mere
endnu
It
was
Dr.
Martens
and
we've
got
more
Det
var
punk,
rock,
guitar
It
was
punk,
rock,
guitar
Og
papvin
i
to
liter
And
boxed
wine
in
two
liters
Og
der
gik
kortere
tid
før
man
dansede
tættere
And
it
took
less
time
before
we
danced
closer
Med
forstadsdronninger
på
gin
og
tonic'er
With
suburban
queens
on
gin
and
tonics
Bekymrer
os
om
ingenting
Worrying
about
nothing
Bounce
med
os
når
det
går.
Bounce
with
us
when
it's
on.
Tag
mig
tilbage
alting
var
så
let
Take
me
back
everything
was
so
easy
Tag
mig
tilbage
alting
var
så
nyt
Take
me
back
everything
was
so
new
Tag
mig
tilbage
alting
var
så
vildt
Take
me
back
everything
was
so
wild
Tilbage
til
dengang
hvor
vi
var
så
frie
og
hvor
vi
Back
to
when
we
were
so
free
and
where
we
Fyrede
den
af
og
vi
gjorde
hvad
vi
ville
Fired
it
up
and
we
did
what
we
wanted
Vi,
vi
var
så
ligeglade
med
det
hele
We,
we
didn't
care
about
anything
Glemmer
det
aldrig
Never
forget
it
Så
tro
mig
når
jeg
si'r
dig
at
vi
So
believe
me
when
I
tell
you
that
we
Fyrede
den
af
og
vi
gjorde
hvad
vi
ville
Fired
it
up
and
we
did
what
we
wanted
Vi,
vi
var
så
ligeglade
med
det
hele
We,
we
didn't
care
about
anything
Glemmer
det
aldrig
Never
forget
it
Så
tro
mig
når
jeg
si'r
dig
at
So
believe
me
when
I
tell
you
that
Det
var
strygere
i
lommen,
vi
fandt
en
postkasse
og
sprang
den
It
was
firecrackers
in
our
pockets,
we
found
a
mailbox
and
blew
it
up
Og
der
var
jubel
når
man
stjal
et
pornoblad
på
tanken
And
there
was
cheers
when
we
stole
a
porno
magazine
at
the
gas
station
Vi
skatede
hver
aften
og
løb
fra
politiet
We
skated
every
night
and
ran
from
the
police
Og
vi
grinede
af
de
folk
der
bad
os
om
at
skride
And
we
laughed
at
the
people
who
told
us
to
leave
Og
det
var
ind
og
sidde
i
detentionen
And
it
was
in
and
sitting
in
the
detention
center
På
grund
af
graffiti
på
DSB
stationen
Because
of
graffiti
on
the
DSB
station
Men
det
var
godt
nok,
for
vi
var
forstadens
hotshots
But
it
was
alright,
because
we
were
the
suburban
hotshots
Den
der
var
vildest
var
den
der
var
mest
f*cked
up
The
one
who
was
the
wildest
was
the
one
who
was
the
most
f*cked
up
Det
var
unge
der
gik
fra
pilsner
til
hash
It
was
young
people
going
from
pilsner
to
hash
Fra
svamp
til
speed
til
lightergas
From
shrooms
to
speed
to
lighter
gas
For
man
havde
ingenting
at
lave
så
man
gik
amok
Because
we
had
nothing
to
do
so
we
went
crazy
Jo,
det
blev
vildere
og
vildere
og
man
ku'
ik'
stoppe
Yeah,
it
got
wilder
and
wilder
and
we
couldn't
stop
Så
det
var
en
vores
bedste
venner
der
kørte
galt
So
it
was
one
of
our
best
friends
who
crashed
Seksten
år
livet
var
slut
spol
tilbage
Sixteen
years
old
life
was
over
rewind
Jonas
og
Jens,
hvis
i
ku'
være
her
nu
Jonas
and
Jens,
if
you
could
be
here
now
Ka'
I
hører
hvad
jeg
si'r,
I
er
her
endnu
Can
you
hear
what
I'm
saying,
you're
still
here
Det
var
hammertrin
til
syvstjerne
fester
It
was
hammer
steps
to
seven-star
parties
Og
alle
lommepenge
gik
til
at
blæse
sin
hjerne
væk
And
all
pocket
money
went
to
blowing
your
mind
Og
man
blev
hentet
klokken
1 og
brækkede
sig
i
sin
vens
fars
bil
And
you
were
picked
up
at
1 o'clock
and
threw
up
in
your
friend's
dad's
car
Sagde
undskyld,
prøvede
at
skjule
sit
smil
Said
sorry,
tried
to
hide
your
smile
På
tunede
knallerter,
til
bålfest
og
halballer
On
tuned
mopeds,
to
bonfires
and
hall
parties
Gemte
bajere
i
busken
alle
var
sammen
med
alle
og
Hiding
beers
in
the
bushes
everyone
was
with
everyone
and
Det
var
tungeslaskere,
piger
med
bøjle,
benvarmere,
buffalo's,
forventningsfulde
øjne
It
was
tongue
twisters,
girls
with
braces,
leg
warmers,
buffalo's,
expectant
eyes
Og
det
var
1,
2,
3 kærester
på
en
gang
And
it
was
1,
2,
3 girlfriends
at
once
For
man
ku
rode
sig
ud
af
alt
dengang
Because
you
could
get
out
of
anything
back
then
På
flugt
fra
kedsomhed
på
jagt
efter
piger
On
the
run
from
boredom
on
the
hunt
for
girls
En
hurtig
date
på
det
lokale
pizzeria
A
quick
date
at
the
local
pizzeria
Det
var
ham
det
var
hende
det
var
fedt
det
var
f*cked
It
was
him
it
was
her
it
was
cool
it
was
f*cked
Det
var
dem
det
var
jer
det
var
frit
det
var
godt
It
was
them
it
was
you
it
was
free
it
was
good
Det
var
Nik
det
var
Jay
en
forstad,
okay
It
was
Nik
it
was
Jay
a
suburb,
okay
Det
var
dengang,
baby,
så
tag
mig
tilbage,
kom
nu
It
was
back
then,
baby,
so
take
me
back,
come
on
Tag
mig
tilbage
til
dengang
hvor
alt
var
let,
og
Take
me
back
to
when
everything
was
easy,
and
Tilbage
til
dengang
hvor
alt
var
nyt,
og
Back
to
when
everything
was
new,
and
Tilbage
til
dengang
hvor
alt
føltes
så
vildt
Back
to
when
everything
felt
so
wild
Tag
mig
tilbage
nu
Take
me
back
now
Tag
mig
tilbage
til
dengang
hvor
alt
var
let,
og
Take
me
back
to
when
everything
was
easy,
and
Tilbage
til
dengang
hvor
alt
var
nyt,
og
Back
to
when
everything
was
new,
and
Tilbage
til
dengang
hvor
alt
føltes
så
vildt
Back
to
when
everything
felt
so
wild
Tag
mig
tilbage
nu
Take
me
back
now
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Авторы: Johannes Jules Wolfson, Jannik Brandt Thomsen, Niclas Genckel Petersen, Jon Andersson Oerom
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