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Translation

Out of my head


Should fix my posture
Don't want to think about it
But time is running out
I only have a few weeks
And here come the symptoms
Nurse Stethoscope
Bring gauze and needle
The gloves and the alcohol
Waiting for the notice
The mailbox and the letter
Unfortunately informing you there's just no chance
For a cure or break medicine
When in pain - get a rope or a guillotine
 
Thought I was immune
But I'm probably going to stay sick
They call it addiction
Because I can't get it out of my head
Suffering from
Hip-hop - Blues - Soul
I'm infected with
Funk - Rock'n'roll
 
When the shots are out
They choose to sell out
It's starting to get urgent
Because I can't get it out of my head
Suffering from
Hip-hop - Blues - Soul
I'm infected with
Funk - Rock'n'roll
 
Been to Pajala City 1
Tried San Francisco
Had my first smoke outside the school disco 2
I remember last time when
Ah, you're from
I've heard most things
Got called a communist and
90 grams of vinyl
Borrowed money
Awake all night
Spinning on borrowed needles
Entryway to heavier things they say
Half the people who tried have ended up as DJs
Blood sample, so what's wrong?
I can't get this crap out of my system
They want my personal number, and my name
But my head is spinning
Has been spinning for ever
Was arrested for both intent and possession
Cooking it in the basement
Splitting it up and selling the pieces
The things you do to get paid
The things you do to...
 
Thought I was immune
But I'm probably going to stay sick
They call it addiction
Because I can't get it out of my head
Suffering from
Hip-hop - Blues - Soul
I'm infected with
Funk - Rock'n'Roll
 
When the shots are out
They choose to sell out
It's starting to get urgent
Because I can't get it out of my head
Suffering from
Hip-hop - Blues - Soul
I'm infected with
Funk - Rock'n'Roll
 
Been to group sessions
Forced to go to meetings
Gone on for so long that I've stopped counting the attempts
Rehab a few times a week
Some kind of straight jacket - Pite 55 3
Test results are anonymous
Trying to prove
Influences from certain people
Probably have to take it to the church
They can help with my issues
Hallelujah, Jesus - cleanse me from sin
Out of my head
 
Suffering from
Hip-hop - Blues - Soul
I'm infected with
Funk - Rock'n'Roll
When the shots are out
They choose to sell out
It's starting to get urgent
Because I can't get it out of my head
Suffering from
Hip-hop - Blues - Soul
I'm infected with
Funk - Rock'n'Roll
 
  • 1. Pajala is a town in the north of Sweden
  • 2. 'mellanstadie' is 4th to 6th grade in Sweden
  • 3. The lyrics on the Swedish side here are incomplete - he says 'Pite fem-fem' - it's a reference to the old mental hospital in Piteå, Sweden, now known as Furunäset. It was finished in 1893 and when phones were later added to the hospital you called them by asking the local switchboard for number 55 or 'fem-fem'.




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2024.10.08.

The Sabbath Descends





Shabbat descends on Ginosar Valley
An ancient fragrance at the edges
The mountains stand around like best friends
To carry her golden overcoat
Doves arise from the Kinneret Sea
To receive her ardent spirit
 

Shabbat kisses the top of the cypress
Kisses the moss on the rock
The thorn becomes a royal scepter
On the hills the silence is chanting
The turtle dove is making a sweet sound
Delightful pleasing longing.
 

Shabbat trembles in her modest grace
Eyes of windows from all over
Young girls come out in the evening
To sing songs with a resounding yearning
The tenderness in Ginosar Valley became
A noble Hebrew soul.
 


2024.10.08.

Rak Hazman (Only time)





How empty it is when you’re not here
Walking in long corridors barefoot
Magnets stuck on the fridge, I take them off, and put them back on
I don’t try explain to others anymore, they always say that
 

Only time will heal
It’s like a hole
In your chest
Well that’s what they say but they don’t even know that
Angels promised this was forever
Now they aren’t answering, and even G-d is left speechless, so what could I say
 

In the world it’s as if nothing has happened
Turns out that even today the sun rose
I go crazy from that song that you love, when everyone is dancing, I cry
I don’t try explain to others anymore, they always say that
 

Only time will heal
It’s like a hole
In your chest
Well that’s what they say but they don’t even know that
Angels promised this was forever
Now they aren’t answering, and even G-d is left speechless, so what could I say
 

When you’re not here
When you’re not here
Why aren’t you here?
 

And it’s so unfair
Because there isn’t a true way to fill the void
Your name comes up even when it’s not in context because I lost a friend and and I can’t deal with it
 

Give me another small moment
Give me a sign
How to get through the day
They say that time
Heals everyone
And I’m still stuck in the same place
 

Only time will heal
It’s like a hole
In your chest
Well that’s what they say but they don’t even know that
Angels promised this was forever
Now they aren’t answering, and even G-d is left speechless, so what could I say
 


2024.10.08.

Goodnight little baby





For the wrong words
For the betrayed promises
For the answers not given
For the burnt desires
For the frantic runs
 

Who will lick away my tears
And will melt the salt in chocolate?
And who will cover my back
Against the winds in the winter?
And who will know how to talk to me with hands
Loving my folds under the seams?
And who will uncover the most obscene wrinkle
And will forgive it?
 

Goodnight little baby
'Cause the storms will die down
Goodnight to the little ship that sails
Goodnight to the good God too
Who doesn't care at all
Sleep tight, 'cause Christmas will come
 

2nd
For the sudden runaways
For my closed doors
For the stolen glances
For the lost children
For the misunderstandings
 

Who will keep my secrets
And never turn them into spoken knives?
To whom will I give the strength I have
To lose again, to lose again?
To whom?
 

Goodnight little baby
'Cause the storms will die down
Goodnight to the little ship that sails, sails, sails
Goodnight to the good God too
Who doesn't care at all
Sleep tight, the wolf won't come back
 

Goodnight little baby
'Cause the storms will die down
Goodnight to the little ship that sails, sails, sails
Goodnight to the good God too
Who doesn't care at all
Sleep tight, the train will wait for you
 


2024.10.08.

Street Cat





I am a street cat
the street was my home
I ate my bread
and drank my water in it
To survive I drew my nails
 

In stairs, in shelters,
on rooftops
I made my bed for the night
When dogs were barking
I hid in rubbish bins
When they stopped I continued
 

And today I am a tired street cat
Looking for a domesticated female cat
To curl up with her,
to be wrapped with her, to fondle
In twilight
 

And today I am a tired street cat
Looking for a female cat from a good home
So if you see one
Passing you nearby
Tell her there is a cat free for love
 

I am a street cat,
In the street I was king
But slowly through the years
The neighbours changed
And there is no one today to open a door
 

Between car wheels
I twisted to keep on living
More than once I saw my end coming
And when the predators chased after me
I climbed the trees
Until their anger subsided
 

And today I am a tired street cat
Looking for a domesticated female cat
To curl up with her,
to be wrapped with her, to fondle
In twilight
 

And today I am a tired street cat
Looking for a female cat from a good home
So if you see one
Passing you nearby
Tell her there is a cat free for love