Rolf-Arne

onsdag, april 26, 2006

Iselin

Iselin (kristiansen, fritt oversatt av R-AH)

Iselin
You’re a sight
Iseling
You don’t skimp on the chocolates
Wasted so much time
Capabale of getting
Yours and mine done

It comes as the
Most natural thing
What you do is what you
Make of it
Only you want

Iseling
Your pulse is the beat
Of Dancing Queen
Iselin

Talks more than the broadcasters
Made me deaf on one ear
Given me as much respons as a piece of furniture

It comes as the
Most natural thing
What you do is what you
Make of it
With your smile

opplegg #176

Eg og Frode har starta et band som søng dum dum boys på engelsk. oversetteleses prosessen e no igang og første sang e ferdig.

Tyven tyven (kristiansen/karlsen, fritt oversatt av R-AH)

Ask nobody no one
Whistles in the steel in the schyte
Tears the sky open
No one is safe on the field

Cuts the fall without doze
Without rest: blind & mute
Soon there then here as lightning
Steals your eyestone

The thief the thief

The fine that fines doesn’t exist
Hearts gone to bits and pieces
A pardon saves no one
Slays down every last one

The thief the thief

We’re all the same before the schyte
If he had a soul it was a crows

Robs the ones that shines the most

The thief the thief stole the eyestone
Lurkes in the shaddow
We are the only ones left

The thief the thief took what he found
We’ve hidden everything
Will never be forgotten