Kim Larsen — Hubertus song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Hubertus" by Kim Larsen.
Lyrics
Hubertus var en syvrs fuldfed moppe
Af gte arisk kolinarisk rod.
Syv racer blanded sig i hver sig i hver en loppe
Som daglig sysled med Huberti blod.
Han leved med en trofast herskerinde
En syvogfirsindtyverig kvinde.
Af silkebnd var tvundet fyrens lnke
Han var sin frues trst
Thi hun var enke.
Ak, selv en enke dr trods al sin troskab
Men frst hun stiftede et testament.
Og efterlod sit husgerd og boskab
Til en veninde: Frk. Skyldfri Glent.
Plus 30.000 — h, sikken gave!
Jah, alt det p den betingelse skal du have.
Blot du vil Skt. Hubertus til dig tage
Thi man skal vre god imod sin mage.
Gud fri mig hvor den kommer ubelejligt
Skreg glenten hva ska jeg med hunde her?
H, nu sku jeg netop til at ha det s dejligt
Med 30.000 i mit sekretr.
Jeg skulle rejse nu og kbe udstyr
Med ak hvor tar man hen nr man har husdyr.
Som Moses engang stod p bjerget Nemo
Str jeg nu her — farvel Paris og San Remo.
Syv r hengik med lutter jammerklage
Og glenten tabte 47 pund.
S dde den en frostnat mt af dage
Men hvor sku hun gr af den dde hund?
Nu ved jeg det, jeg kender jo Frken Fikke
Hun har et sommerhus og hun bor der ikke!
Fluks stopper jeg i kufferten hynen
Ubeset ka jeg begrave ham i plnen.
Hun entrede en sporvogn ka man tnke
P forperronen stod en skummel fyr.
Han mnstrede den srgekldte enke
Og navnlig hendes kuffert der var dyr.
Ved nste stoppested — ja, der har vi balladen
Han griber kufferten og styrter ud p gaden.
Rask med den tunge kuffert bort han joller
Tnk hva han sir nr han ser hva den indeholder.
Stop tyven — konduktren kimer
Vognstyreren hoster, h, jeg nervebundt.
Nej kr videre skriger glenten
H jeg besvimer jeg fr ondt.
Nu er jeg fri ska aldrig mer bemoppes
For den der har dalet ska altid toppes.
Rask en tier hun gav til konduktren
Da hun kom hjem stod kufferten for dren.
Lyrics translation
Hubertus was a seven fat mop
Of gte Aryan cholinarian root.
Seven breeds mixed up in one place in one flea
As daily sysled with Huberti blood.
He lived with a faithful mistress
A eighty-seven-year-old woman.
Of silk ribbon was twined the guy's lnke
He was his mistress's trst
For she was a widow.
Alas, even a widowed dr despite all his fidelity
But first she founded a will.
And left his housekeeper and housekeeper
To a friend: Ms. Guilt-Free Glent.
Plus 30,000-h, what a gift!
Yeah, all that on that condition you have to have.
As long as you want St. Hubertus for you take
For they shall be good to their mate.
God Save Me the inconvenience
What am I supposed to do with dogs here?
H, now I was just going to have it so nice
With 30,000 in my secretary.
I was going to leave now and kbe equipment
With ak where do you go when you have livestock.
As Moses once stood on Mount Nemo
Now I'm here-goodbye Paris and San Remo.
Seven years went by with all the lamentations
And the glent lost 47 pounds.
S dde the one frosty mt of days
But where would she go from that dog?
Now I know, I know Krken
She has a cottage and she does not live there!
Fluks I stop in the suitcase hynen
Undefiled ka I bury him in plnen.
She set up a tram ka man tnke
On the front platform stood a sinister fellow.
He called the grieved widow
And especially her suitcase that was expensive.
At the next stop-yes, there we have the trouble
He grabs the suitcase and rushes out into the street.
Brisk with the heavy suitcase away he dinghies
Tnk what he sir when he sees what it contains.
Stop the thief-conductor kimer
The driver coughs, h, i nerve bundle.
No kr further the glent screams
H i pass out I'm sorry.
Now I'm free never to be bemopped
For the one who has fallen must always be at loggerheads.
Rask a tenner she gave to the conductor
When she got home, the suitcase was for dren.