Cornelis Vreeswijk — Ofelia plockar krasse song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ofelia plockar krasse" by Cornelis Vreeswijk.
Lyrics
Ofelia plockar krasse
Vad har du i din kasse?
Min s? ta lilla v? n En dolk och en revolver, en gitarr, en n? ve sand
Och sedan n? gra kryddor som jag br? nner ibland
Min s? ta lilla v? n Herr Hamlet g? r i salen
Han tror att han? r galen
Vad ger du mig f? r den?
En v? rja, fem dukater och vind en n? ve full
Och sen en skopa kallsvett f? r k? rlekens skull
Min s? ta lilla v? n Nu ruttnar danska staten
P? Kungliga Dramaten
Vem ska ta hand om den?
Herr Hamlet? r det synd om, han bor i en ruin
Hans moder? r en harpa och hans fader? r ett svin
Min s? ta lilla v? n Vem flyter d? r i vassen
Hon har begagnat krassen
Och smyckat sig med den
Nu d? r jag f? r att Hamlet har stulit min gitarr
Och aldrig mer vill spela p? luta och p? narr
Min s? ta lilla v? n Fem aviga tv? r? ta Vem klipper av din fl? ta?
Min s? ta lilla v? n Vem get dig bot f? r maskar och klaustrofobi
Och fyra meter n? ver att svepa dig i Min s? ta lilla v? n Prins Hamlet b? rjar lipa
Det kan du v? l begripa
Min s? ta lilla v? n Att drunkna eller dr? nka att v? lja varje dag
Och bli sin egen? nka g? r att en prins blir svag
Min s? ta lilla v? n Ofelia g? r ur tiden
Prins Hamlet? r l? tt vriden
Min s? ta lilla v? n Ofelia slutar sjunka och slut? r allting g? tt Och slut? r hennes visa som ingen har f? rst?tt
Min s? ta lilla v? n
Lyrics translation
Ofelia picks nasturtium
What's in your bag?
My s? take little v? n a dagger and a revolver, a guitar, an n? woe sand
And then n? gra spices that I br? sometimes
My s? take little v? Mr. Hamlet g? r in the Hall
He thinks he? r crazy
What are you giving me f? the
A v? well, five Ducats and wind one n? woe full
And then a bucket of cold sweat f? R K? rlekens skull
My s? take little v? n now rots Danish state
P? Royal Drama
Who's gonna take care of it?
Mr. Hamlet? R it a pity, he lives in a ruin
His mother? is a harp and his father? R A pig
My s? take little v? N who floats d? r reed
She used krassen
And adorned themselves with it
Now d? am I? that Hamlet Stole My Guitar
And never again want to play p? tilt and p? fun
My s? take little v? N five-ply TVs? r? take who cuts off your fl? take?
My s? take little v? who gets you bot f? R worms and claustrophobia
And four meters n? ver to sweep you in my s? take little v? Prince Hamlet B? rjar lipa
You can v? l understand
My s? take little v? N to drown or dr? nka to v? lja every day
And become their own? nka g? R that a prince becomes weak
My s? take little v? N Ofelia g? r out of time
Prince Hamlet? R l? tt twisted
My s? take little v? N Ofelia stops sinking and ending? is everything going? tt and end? is her show that no one has f? rst?tt
My s? take little v? n