Текст и перевод песни Veronica Maggio - Trädgården en fredag

Trädgården en fredag

Måste det va så svårt?
Var ska jag behöva stå för att få gå före i kön
Till trädgården en fredag?

"Är dom ens ifrån stan?"
Hör jag någon säga och hoppas att dom ska gå
Ljusen gör att allting färgas rosa

Jag ljuger för dåligt
Kan inte se svår ut
Har handen i håret

Natten blir dag men alla står kvar
De har legget i handen, blicken ner i marken, ingen blir vald
Vi borde dra men alla står kvar
De har glitter på kinden, blicken nere i marken, alla på rad
Tills natten blir dag

Under bron finns det hopp
Träffar gärna vem som helst utom mig själv
Och då lade du handen på min axel
"Du är fin i neon", sa du och jag tror att jag log
Och svarade fort
Snälla ta mig långt från alla vakter

Jag började bli dimmig
Planka är billigt men lite för indie

Natten blir dag men alla står kvar
De har legget i handen, blicken ner i marken, ingen blir vald
Vi borde dra men alla står kvar
De har glitter på kinden, blicken nere i marken, alla på rad
Tills natten blir dag

Klockan är elva
Tror ni de hörde?
Skäms men jag frågar
"Snälla låt mig gå före, innan kvällen är över"
Men jag tror inte de hörde

Natten blir dag men alla står kvar
De har legget i handen, blicken ner i marken, men ingen blir vald
Vi borde dra men alla står kvar
De har glitter på kinden, blicken nere i marken, alla på rad
Tills natten blir dag

The Garden on a Friday

Must it be this difficult?
Where should I have to stand to get to go before the line
To the garden on a Friday?

"Are they even from the city?"
I hear someone say and hope that they will go
The lights make everything turn pink

I lie too badly
Can't look serious
Have my hand in my hair

The night becomes day but everyone remains
They have the door in their hand, their gaze at the ground, no one is chosen
We should leave but everyone remains
They have glitter on their cheek, their gaze at the ground, all in a row
Until the night becomes day

There is hope under the bridge
Would gladly meet anyone but myself
And then you put your hand on my shoulder
"You look pretty in neon", you said and I think I smiled
And answered quickly
Please take me far away from all the guards

I started getting foggy
Sneaking is cheap but a bit too indie

The night becomes day but everyone remains
They have the door in their hand, their gaze at the ground, no one is chosen
We should leave but everyone remains
They have glitter on their cheek, their gaze at the ground, all in a row
Until the night becomes day

It's eleven o'clock
Do you think they heard?
I'm embarrassed but I ask
"Please let me go before, before the evening is over"
But I don't think they heard

The night becomes day but everyone remains
They have the door in their hand, their gaze at the ground, but no one is chosen
We should leave but everyone remains
They have glitter on their cheek, their gaze at the ground, all in a row
Until the night becomes day