Kim Larsen & Kjukken — Adolf song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Adolf" by Kim Larsen & Kjukken.
Lyrics
Adolf var af stand velbåren
Men han elsked' Thora uden held
Så styrted' han sig lige ud fra Rundetårn
Og slog sig rent forskrækkeligt ihjel — hul i det
Thora sad og græd ved nålen
Da hun fik at vide Adolfs død
Så gik hun hen og drak af vitriolen
Og døde af den slemme drik, hun nød — hul i det
Adolfs fader tålte ikke
At hans søn så skammeligt omkom
Så traurig hængte han sig i en strikke
Da først han havde drukket flasken tom — hul i det
Moderen fik knapt fornummen
At de andre sådan vandret bort
Så tog hun sig en snaps af opiummen
Og sov sig død, ak, livets fryd er kort — hul i det
Deres skrædder var af slagsen
Da han mærked' kunderne blev væk
Så myrded' han sig samme dag med saksen
Da konen så det, døde hun af skræk — hul i det
Og en mand, som kom fra Fyn
Skønt han slet, slet ingen havde kendt
Da han så, hvor galt det var i byen
Så skød han sig ved Thoras hus omtrendt — hul i det
Jeg, som drejer denne kasse
Jeg er ked af livet, ser I vel
Men jeg vil ikke dø som denne masse
Næ, jeg vil langsomt drikke mig ihjel
Ja, jeg vil ikke dø som denne masse
Næ, jeg vil langsomt drikke mig ihjel — hul i det
Lyrics translation
Adolf was capable well borne
But he loved ' Thora without success
Then he fell straight out of the Round Tower
And killed himself horribly-hole in it
Thora was crying at the needle
When she was told Adolf's death
Then she went and drank from the vitriol
And died of the bad drink she enjoyed-hole in it
Adolf's father did not tolerate
That his son so shamefully perished
So traurig he hung himself in a knitting
Once he had drunk the bottle empty-hole in it
The mother barely got the sense
That the others such wandered away
Then she took a snaps of the opium
And sleep dead, alas, the joy of life is short-hole in it
Your tailor was off the hook
When he noticed' customers were gone
Then he killed himself the same day with the scissors
When the wife saw it, she died of fear — hole in it
And a man who came from Funen
Although he had not known anyone at all
When he saw how bad it was in town
Then he shot himself at Thora's House omtrendt-hole in it
I, who turn this box
I'm sorry about life, you see
But I don't want to die like this mass
No, I'll slowly drink myself to death
Yes, I do not want to die like this mass
No, I'll slowly drink myself to death-hole in it