Текст и перевод песни Tønes - Sprøe svor

Sprøe svor

Je meg sprøe svor
Je meg sprøe svor
Sånn så me fer av mor
Sånn så me fer av mor

Hu e goe t å få d t
Hu e flinke me nevane
Dår e ingen så fer d t
Sånn så mor gjør d

Dår e mange så seie hu den besta
Dårr e mange så skrøyda
I fra flere forskjellige hold
Kan du høyra d samma

Ja hu fer t sprøve svor
Ja hu fer t sprøve svor
Tenk å hatt ei sånn ei mor
Då va du garantert sprøe svor

Hu he sin egen vri
Når hu stelle ribbå si
Fer hu ut av ognen
Akkurat i rette tid
Akkurat i rette tid

Så blir d sprøe svor
Ja då blir d sprøe svor
Kver gong me e hos mor
Så fer me sprøe svor

Ei jul va me hos tante Gunda
Sko jusse ha forandring
Men d e ikkje litt for ei gammale tanta
D skar seg i alle baua og kanta

Så d blei ikkje sprøe svor
Nei d blei ikkje sprøve svor
Sånn så me fer av mor
Sånn så me fer av mor

Stakkars tante Gunda
Prøvde vel å gjør sitt besta
Men d vai kkje godt nok
Far satt der me ei strame maska
Satt der me ei strame maska

T slutt så fekk han nok
Han gikk ut å fant seg ein stokk
Stilde seg opp i stuå
Og skreig og gikk amok

Så drog han t tante Gunga
Hu gikk i gulvet så d sokk
Me reiste oss å skrevde øve na
Og gikk ut i samla flokk

Mens me sang i kor
Je meg sprøe svor
Je meg sprøe svor
Sånn så me fer av mor
Sånn så me fer av mor

Crispy Rinds

Give me crispy rinds
Give me crispy rinds
That's how we got from mother
That's how we got from mother

She's good at making it
She's deft with her hands
There's no one who makes it like that
That's how mother does it

There are many who say she's the best
There are many who brag
From different corners
Can you hear the same

Yes she gets to crispy rinds
Yes she gets to crispy rinds
Imagine having a mother like that
Then you'd be guaranteed crispy rinds

She has her own touch
When she prepares her ribs
She takes them out of the oven
Just at the right time
Just at the right time

Then it becomes crispy rinds
Yes then it becomes crispy rinds
Every time we're at mother's
We get crispy rinds

One Christmas we were at aunt Gunda's
Just to have a change
But it's not for an old aunt
She messed it up badly

So it didn't become crispy rinds
No it didn't become crispy rinds
That's how we get from mother
That's how we get from mother

Poor aunt Gunda
She tried her best
But it wasn't good enough
Father sat there with a stern face
Sat there with a stern face

Finally he'd had enough
He went out and got himself a stick
Stood up in the living room
And screamed and ran amok

Then he went for aunt Gunga
She dropped to the floor
We got up and jumped on her
And left in a group

While we sang in chorus
Give me crispy rinds
Give me crispy rinds
That's how we get from mother
That's how we get from mother