Текст и перевод песни Pede B feat. David Dieu - Beskyttergen

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Moren lægger røret på og græder lidt
Kigger ud af vinduet med et alt for bange blik
Har snakket med pansere, men de FORSVARER dem ik'
Og familien kommer først, så det her er blevet et mareridt
Sønnen undrer sig, så far bliver spurgt
"Far, hvorfor græder mor, er det noget jeg har gjort?"
For verden er så larmende og stor
Når man er 7 år, og stadig ik' har brændt sine broer
Han svarer "Der' nogen der så lidt kan li' din far
At du skal ringe til politiet hvis de viser sig
Derudover må du ik' åbne døren for nogen
Som du ik' kan genkende gennem dørspionen"
Og sønnen er forvirret, for hvem var de vrede mennesker
Men glemmer indtil det sker igen et par dage efter
Gråd igen, og verden virker atter større
Drengen har ondt I maven, han ved ik' hvad han skal gøre
For det gør ondt når man ik' kan hjælpe
Tankerne er ik' bekvemme, nærmere pis' betændte
Men det' fastelavn, han smiler og viser tænderne
Møder op I kostume og griner sammen med vennerne
For han ka' ik' forklare det
Så når de har slået på tønden vikler han boldtræet ind I sin jakke
Lægger det bag reolen I entréen på sit barndomshjem
Han vil ku' gøre noget hvis de truer mor og far igen
Bare kom!

Jeg føler at de kigger på mig
Hver gang mine øjne lukker
Ved ik' om I ka' forstå mig
Træd varsomt, homie du ka' bare komme
Suger røg ned I mine lunger
Mens stemmerne forstummer
Ved ik' om I ka' forstå mig
Men jeg bløder før mine venner bløder

Jeg hører BANK på min dør
Jeg træder frem og jeg spør'
Hvem det er jeg kan høre
Han siger "det' bare mig"
Jeg genkender den stem'
Ved godt det' min ven
Lukker ham ind I mit hjem
Siger han har kvajet sig
Han har fucket rundt
Så nu' der et bundt
Drenge der vil ham ondt
De leger fangeleg
Og det var bare dråben
Så han vil skaffe et våben
Som han ka' pege på dem
Jeg råber straks nej
Lad nu være at gøre noget du fortryder
Som at få noget der skyder, og pege det på en forbryder
Du ved jo godt at våben betyder
At indsatsen flyver I vejret, hvor dumt det end lyder
Men tingene står rimelig klart for han er desperat
På nippet til at gøre noget dumt I en fart
Sætter ham ned, han kæderyger noller
Mens han tæller og folder de sidste PENGE fra hans bukselommer
Der' få muligheder, for han er ude og skide
Det' udlandet, konfrontation eller politiet
Og sidste udvej er lig med problemer
For bliver han stemplet som stikker får han klippet sine fingre
Og han gider ik' bli' brændemærket
Så det' konfrontation eller flugten over plankeværket
Han er ik' badboy, bare ude hvor han ik' ka' bunde
Efter et par beslutninger der var rimelig dumme
Så jeg giver ham et kram, ingen af os siger noget
Vil gerne ændre scenen, men chancen den er forbigået
Gi'r ham alle mine kontanter og ser knægten løbe
Mens han stadig er ét enkelt stykke, hvisker held og lykke
Jeg føler at de kigger på mig
Hver gang mine øjne lukker
Ved ik' om I ka' forstå mig
Træd varsomt, homie du ka' bare komme
Suger røg ned I mine lunger
Mens stemmerne forstummer
Ved ik' om I ka' forstå mig
Men jeg bløder før mine venner bløder
Jeg føler at de kigger på mig
Hver gang mine øjne lukker
Ved ik' om I ka' forstå mig
Træd varsomt, homie du ka' bare komme
Suger røg ned I mine lunger
Mens stemmerne forstummer
Ved ik' om I ka' forstå mig
Men jeg bløder før mine venner bløder

Protective Instinct

The mother hangs up the phone and cries a little
Looks out the window with a far too frightened look
Has talked to the tanks, but they won't DEFEND them
And family comes first, so this has become a nightmare
The son wonders, so dad is asked
"Dad, why is mom crying, is it something I did?"
For the world is so noisy and big
When you're 7 years old, and still haven't burned your bridges
He replies "There are some people who don't like your father very much
That you have to call the police if they show up
Apart from that, you must not open the door to anyone
That you don't recognise through the peephole"
And the son is confused, who were those angry people
But forgets until it happens again a couple of days later
Crying again, and the world seems even bigger
The boy has a stomach ache, he doesn't know what to do
Because it hurts when you can't help
The thoughts are not comfortable, rather fucking inflamed
But it's carnival, he smiles and shows his teeth
Shows up in costume and laughs with his friends
Because he can't explain it
So when they've hit the barrel, he wraps the baseball bat in his jacket
Puts it behind the shelf in the entrance of his childhood home
He will be able to do something if they threaten mom and dad again
Just come!

I feel like they're looking at me
Every time my eyes close
Don't know if you can understand me
Tread carefully, homie you can just come
Sucking smoke into my lungs
While the voices fall silent
Don't know if you can understand me
But I bleed before my friends bleed

I hear a KNOCK on my door
I step forward and I ask
Who it is I can hear
He says "it's just me"
I recognize the voice
Know it's my friend
Let him into my home
Says he's been naughty
He's been fucking around
So now there's a bunch
Boys who want to hurt him
They're playing tag
And it was just the last straw
So he wants to get a weapon
That he can point at them
I immediately shout no
Don't do anything you regret
Like getting something that shoots, and pointing it at a criminal
You know that guns mean
That the stakes fly through the roof, however stupid it sounds
But things are pretty clear because he's desperate
On the verge of doing something stupid in a hurry
Sit him down, he chain smokes nolls
While he counts and folds the last MONEY from his trouser pockets
There are few options, because he's out to shit
It's abroad, confrontation or the police
And the last resort equals problems
Because if he gets labeled a snitch, he'll get his fingers clipped
And he doesn't want to be branded
So it's confrontation or the escape over the fence
He's not a badboy, just out where he can't find his feet
After a couple of decisions that were pretty stupid
So I give him a hug, neither of us say anything
Would like to change the scene, but the chance has passed
Give him all my cash and watch the kid run
While he's still in one piece, I whisper good luck
I feel like they're looking at me
Every time my eyes close
Don't know if you can understand me
Tread carefully, homie you can just come
Sucking smoke into my lungs
While the voices fall silent
Don't know if you can understand me
But I bleed before my friends bleed
I feel like they're looking at me
Every time my eyes close
Don't know if you can understand me
Tread carefully, homie you can just come
Sucking smoke into my lungs
While the voices fall silent
Don't know if you can understand me
But I bleed before my friends bleed