Drengene fra Angora — Kun minderne tilbage song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Kun minderne tilbage" by Drengene fra Angora.
Lyrics
Den 3. september, '98 for fanden
Første dag på højskole
Og første gang vi mødte hinanden
4 måneder på grøn fløj
Vi hang altid ud sammen
Tiden gik så stærkt, YO
Det var fryd og fucking gammen
Vi havde alle mulige fede fag f.eks. friluftsliv
Vi legede vikingeleg
Og bygged' svedehytter af siv
Sov i en bivuak det var noget der var godt for fællesskabet
Prøvede rappelling, YO, det var fedt bare hæng' der i rebet
Nu er tiden gået
Fuck hvor var det fedt
Kun minderne tilbage
Fuck hvor var det fedt
Den svedigste tid
Fuck hvor var det fedt
Fuck hvor var det, ja
Det var så fedt
Ja så fucking hot at gå på højskole
Det styrede for hårdt
Ja det var bigtime
Så ryst din røv til den her (uh)
Hvad fanden skal jeg sige
Det var så fedt bare at være der
Der var madhold vi lavede altid
Kylling med kartofler og ærter
Og vi havde et fag der hed japansk keramik
Det var rigtigt fedt at lave askebægre
Med en fremmed teknik
Når vi havde rytmisk sammenspil
Så hyggede vi max
Te og kage, wowguitar
Annita spillede sax
Og når vi havde drama
Slap vi følelserne løs
Rico lærte at græde på kommando
Men han var også bøs'
Nu er tiden gået
Fuck hvor var det fedt
Kun minderne tilbage
Fuck hvor var det fedt
Den svedigste tid
Fuck hvor var det fedt
Fuck hvor var det, ja
Det var så fedt
Ja så fucking hot at gå på højskole
Det styrede for hårdt
Ja det var bigtime
Så ryst din røv til
Det var så fedt
Ja så fucking hot at gå på højskole
Det styrede for hårdt
Ja det var bigtime
Så ryst din røv til den her
Men pludselig kom dagen
Hvor vi skulle sige farvel
Alle stod og græd selv lærerne var med
Folk udvekslede telefonnumre så vi kunne snakkes ved
Vi skal holde forbindelsen ved lige i al evighed
Fuck hvor var det… Så fedt
Ja så fucking hot at gå på højskole
Det styrede for hårdt
Ja det var bigtime
Så ryst din røv
Ja det var så fedt
Så fucking hot at gå på højskole
Det styrede for hårdt
Ja det var bigtime
Så ryst din røv til den her
Lyrics translation
The 3. september, ' 98 damn it
First day of high school
And the first time we met
4 months on green wing
We were always hanging out together
Time went so fast, YO
It was joy and fucking gammen
We had all sorts of cool subjects f.ex. outdoor recreation
We were playing Viking games
And built ' sweat huts of reeds
Sleep in a bivouac it was something that was good for the community
Tried rappelling, YO, it was cool just hang ' there in the rope
Time's up
Fuck that was awesome
Only the memories remain
Fuck that was awesome
The brightest time
Fuck that was awesome
Fuck where was it, yeah
It was so cool
Yeah so fucking hot to go to college
It steered too hard
Yeah it was bigtime
Then shake your ass for this one (uh)
What the hell am I supposed to say
It was so cool just being there
There were food teams we always made
Chicken with potatoes and peas
And we had a trade called Japanese ceramics
It was really cool to make ashtrays
With a foreign technique
Once we had rhythmic togetherness
Then we had a good time max
Tea and cake, wowguitar
Annita played sax
And when we had drama
Did we let the emotions loose
Rico learned to cry on command
But he was also bøs'
Time's up
Fuck that was awesome
Only the memories remain
Fuck that was awesome
The brightest time
Fuck that was awesome
Fuck where was it, yeah
It was so cool
Yeah so fucking hot to go to college
It steered too hard
Yeah it was bigtime
Then shake your ass to
It was so cool
Yeah so fucking hot to go to college
It steered too hard
Yeah it was bigtime
Then shake your ass for this
But suddenly the day came
Where to say goodbye
Everyone was crying even the teachers were there
People exchanged phone numbers so we could talk at
We need to stay connected forever
Fuck that was fedt so cool
Yeah so fucking hot to go to college
It steered too hard
Yeah it was bigtime
Then shake your ass
Yeah it was so cool
So fucking hot to go to college
It steered too hard
Yeah it was bigtime
Then shake your ass for this