Текст и перевод песни deLillos - Klasse 1 comfort

Klasse 1 comfort

På et tog satt en mann med en bok
En liten bag stod plassert i en krok
Han hadde vært på møte igår å konferert
Han var nesten femti år
Og nybarbert

Og han var en handelsreisende mann
Og ellers var han sikkert uinteressant
Han satt og leste om ny markedsstrategi
Analyse frem til 2010

Og så mistet han ned på gulvet sin penn
Og så bøyde han for og ta opp den
Og så slo han hodet mot det lille bordet
Og kokvarm kaffe sildret ned via nakken som både brant og sved
Og han reiste seg og skrek obskøne ord
Og skrek også noe om NSB
Da toget kjørte inn i en sving, hvor han selvfølgelig falt og gled
Og smalt sin tinning ned mot PC′en sin som stakk opp av bag'en i kroken på
Klasse eeeeeen- Komfort

Sunn fornuft var en av hans typiske trekk
Men han fikk i hodeskallen en sprekk
Han hadde slått seg stygt på høyre hoftekant
Men denne smerten uteble
For nå var han lam

Og han var en handelsreisende mann (handelsreisende mann)
Og ellers var han sikkert uinteressant (sikkert uinteressant)
Og dette tenkte han for første gang i sitt liv
Da de bar ham ut i ambulansens bil
Og når han tenkte på dette så måtte han le
Og han lo enda mer da han så for seg det

Da han slo hodet mot det lille bordet
Og kokvarm kaffe sildret ned
Via nakken som både brant og sved
Og han reiste seg, skrek obskøne ord
Og skrek også noe om NSB
Da toget kjørte inn i en sving
Hvor han selvfølgelig falt og gled
Og smalt sin tinning mot PC′en sin som stakk opp av bag'en i kroken på
Klasse eeeeeen- Komfort

Klasse eeeeeen- Komfort

Klasse eeeeeen- Komfort

Class 1 Comfort

On a train sat a man with a book
A small bag was placed in a corner
He had been at a meeting yesterday and conferred
He was almost fifty years old
And clean-shaven

And he was a traveling salesman
And otherwise he was probably uninteresting
He sat and read about a new marketing strategy
Analysis up to 2010

And then he dropped his pen on the floor
And then he bent over to pick it up
And then he hit his head on the small table
And scalding hot coffee dripped down his neck which both burned and stung
And he got up and shouted obscene words
And also shouted something about NSB
As the train entered a curve, where of course he fell and slipped
And banged his temple on his PC which stuck out of the bag in the corner on
Class oooooone - Comfort

Common sense was one of his typical traits
But he got a crack in his skull
He had hit himself badly on his right hip
But this pain was absent
For now he was paralyzed

And he was a traveling salesman (traveling salesman)
And otherwise he was probably uninteresting (probably uninteresting)
And he thought this for the first time in his life
As they carried him out in the ambulance car
And when he thought about this he had to laugh
And he laughed even more when he imagined it

When he hit his head on the small table
And scalding hot coffee dripped down
Via his neck which both burned and stung
And he got up, shouted obscene words
And also shouted something about NSB
As the train entered a curve
Where of course he fell and slipped
And banged his temple on his PC which stuck out of the bag in the corner on
Class oooooone - Comfort

Class oooooone - Comfort

Class oooooone - Comfort