Jokeren — En Der Elsker Dig song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "En Der Elsker Dig" by Jokeren.
Lyrics
Tro på dig selv det' aldrig for sent
Alle vil ha kærlighed — hvad sker der med dig?
Har du svært ved at finde den eneste ene?
Så kan det være at du leder de forkerte steder
Tro på dig selv det' aldrig for sent
Alle vil ha kærlighed — hvad sker der med dig?
Har du svært ved at finde den eneste ene?
Så kan det være at du leder de forkerte steder
Hun elsker storbyen og alt hvad den byder på
Altid V.I.P. — De udvalgte få
Siden hun flyttede hertil fra sin forstad
Her ku hun være sig selv og nu' hun SÅ glad
Er egentlig køn, vil næsten sige smuk
Hun elsker at feste, shoppe og gå på druk
Og være fed med «de kendte» og modeller
Karrieren kører på skinner, hendes mening tæller
Lejlighed på stenbroen, autentisk charme
Ghetto-udsigt med gas, vand og varme
Men hver lørdag går hun ned på toilettet
Med enhver er lægger der snitter op på brættet
Så bag hendes ryg kalder folk hende en krukke
En ho, en tøs, yo en billig bolledukke
Og hun er træt — hun har rande under øjnene
Er træt af livet, træt af ræset, træt af løgnene
Og hun har lige fået abort nr. 2 — og så
Undrer hun sig over at de kalder hende en ho?
Kom ind i kampen, min pige, for du er mere værd
Fuck det liv og fuck hvad de andre sir
La den drink stå i baren — gå hjem fra byen
Det' ikke noget for pæne piger, folk de er syge
Og find en der elsker dit smukke sind
En du kan lukke ind, bag facaden, én der elsker dig
Tro på dig selv det' aldrig for sent
Alle vil ha kærlighed hvad sker der med dig?
Har du svært ved at finde den eneste ene?
Så kan det være at du leder de forkerte steder
Tro på dig selv det' aldrig for sent
Alle vil ha kærlighed hvad sker der med dig?
Har du svært ved at finde den eneste ene?
Så kan det være at du leder de forkerte steder
Han elsker tøser, elsker at gi den gas
Han følger sin pik som om den var et kompas
Og selv luksusluderne de gir ham komplimenter
For han er lang og, uuhhh hun er stram og
Selvfølgelig fik han nummeret til mobilen
Yes sir, en player, pimp han kører stilen
En grandvoksen mand i sin bedste alder
Tynd i toppen, ølmave, ikke så stramme baller
Men de står stadig væk og kaster med fissen
De viser missen, køber flasker for bissen
Og han vælger så at få sit lem i klemme
I stedet for at sidde derhjemme — med sin Playstation
Og hos de unge homies har han respekt
De kigger på ham og syns hans liv er perfekt
Men når han kigger sig i spejlet, tænker
Han at han har fejlet, at hans skib det er sejlet
Der var en gang den her pige som han elskede
Men han var selvfed og ville ikke binde sig
Nu tænker han: «Hvor fa’en kan jeg finde dig
Gøre bod, gøre kur for at vinde dig?» — Homie
La den drink stå i baren — gå hjem fra byen
Det' ikke for følsomme sjæle, folk er syge
Og find en der elsker dit smukke sind
En du kan lukke ind, bag facaden, én der elsker dig
Tro på dig selv det' aldrig for sent
Alle vil ha kærlighed hvad sker der med dig?
Har du svært ved at finde den eneste ene?
Så kan det være at du leder de forkerte steder
Tro på dig selv det' aldrig for sent
Alle vil ha kærlighed hvad sker der med dig?
Har du svært ved at finde den eneste ene?
Så kan det være at du leder de forkerte steder
Du' ikke en player, homie — Du snakker bare
Spørg dig selv: er det på tide at pakke sig?
Og homegirl: Man får kun den respekt man udviser sig selv
Så stop nu med at slå dig selv ihjel !
Det' ikke kærlighed
Lyrics translation
Believe in yourself it ' never too late
Everyone wants love — what happens to you?
Are you having a hard time finding that special someone?
Then you might be looking in the wrong places
Believe in yourself it ' never too late
Everyone wants love — what happens to you?
Are you having a hard time finding that special someone?
Then you might be looking in the wrong places
She loves the big city and everything it offers
Always V.I.P. - The chosen few
Since she moved here from her suburb
Here she could be herself and now she'S so happy
Is actual sex, will almost say beautiful
She loves partying, shopping and drinking
And be bold with "the familiar" and models
Career runs on Rails, her opinion counts
Apartment on the stone bridge, authentic charm
Ghetto view with gas, water and heating
But every Saturday she goes down to the toilet
With anyone is laying up cuts on the board
Then behind her back people call her a jar
A ho, a slut, yo a cheap fuck doll
And she's tired — she's got circles under her eyes
Tired of life, tired of the race, tired of the lies
And she just had an abortion. 2-and then
Does she wonder if they call her a ho?
Get in the game, Girl, ' cause you're worth more
Fuck that life and fuck what the others sir
La the drink stand in the bar - go home from the city
It' doesn't matter to Nice girls, people they're sick
And find someone who loves Your Beautiful Mind
Someone you can let in, behind the facade, someone who loves you
Believe in yourself it ' never too late
Everyone wants love. what's going on with you?
Are you having a hard time finding that special someone?
Then you might be looking in the wrong places
Believe in yourself it ' never too late
Everyone wants love. what's going on with you?
Are you having a hard time finding that special someone?
Then you might be looking in the wrong places
He loves chicks, loves to gas
He follows his cock like it was a compass
And even the luxury sluts they compliment him
Because he's long and, uh, she's tight and
Of course he got the number for the mobile
Yes sir, a player, pimp he runs the style
A great grown man in his prime
Thin at the top, beer belly, not so tight balls
But they're still standing away throwing their pussies
They show the kitty, buy bottles for the pussy
And he then chooses to get his limb pinched
Instead of sitting at home with his Playstation
And with the young homies he has respect
They look at him and see his life is perfect
But when he looks in the Mirror, thinks
He that he has failed, that his ship it has sailed
There was one time this girl he loved
But he was fat and he didn't want to tie up
Now he thinks, " how the hell can I find you
Make amends, cure to win you?"- Homie
La the drink stand in the bar - go home from the city
It ' not for sensitive souls, people are sick
And find someone who loves Your Beautiful Mind
Someone you can let in, behind the facade, someone who loves you
Believe in yourself it ' never too late
Everyone wants love. what's going on with you?
Are you having a hard time finding that special someone?
Then you might be looking in the wrong places
Believe in yourself it ' never too late
Everyone wants love. what's going on with you?
Are you having a hard time finding that special someone?
Then you might be looking in the wrong places
You're not a player, homie-you're just talking
Ask yourself: Is it time to wrap up?
And homegirl: you only get the respect you show yourself
So stop killing yourself !
It's not love