Ulf Lundell — Babywriter song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Babywriter" by Ulf Lundell.
Lyrics
Khaki p en dammig vg
En dammig buss full av folk
Jag och min babywriter
Ker genom knen utan tolk
Utan karta, utan sllskap
Bara vi tv frn stad till stad
Jag och min Babywriter
Hller gonen ppna, fyller vra blad
Babywriter, Babywriter
Den hr vrlden klarnar
Till obegriplighet G
Den hr vrlden ligger de
Saknar betydelse
Nnting du vet eller inte vet
Babywriter
Bara du gr den anstndig
Bara du ger den ett sammanhang
Lmna mig inte, du r allt jag har
En kvinna i en trdgrd, regn
Dahlior, fglar, doft av jord
Jag kommer in genom grinden
Trastarna sjunger
Hon ser p mig utan ord
Hennes fylliga brst hver sig
Skran i linningen, lpparna sras
Jag och min Babywriter, stor trst
Dysenteri, mste bras
Babywriter, Babywriter
Den hr vrlden klarnar till ohygglighet
Den hr vrlden r ingen trdgrd
Den r slkt, barn, snderfall
Likgiltighet
Babywriter
Bara du gr den vacker
Bara du kan frlta den
Lmna mig inte, d har jag inget kvar
Frid i mitt blod
Ett hus r inte lngre ett hus
En kvinna r inte lngre en kvinna
Filmen r slut
Jag r ute p gatan igen
Babywriter, Babywriter
Den hr vrlden kan man ha och mista
Det finns ingen stt att han den;
Det r fr trngt och kallt i kistan
Babywriter
Bara du kan hlla ihop den
Ga mig sagorna, sngerna, dammet, vgen
Ge mig frgorna
Jag vill inte ha ngra svar
Lyrics translation
Khaki p a dusty road
A dusty bus full of people
Me and my babywriter
Ker through knen without interpreter
Without map, without sllskap
Only WE tv from city to city
Me and my Babywriter
Hller gonen ppna, fills our leaves
Babywriter, Babywriter
This world is clear
To incomprehensibility G
This world is where they are
Not important
Nnting you know or don't know
Babywriter
As long as you get it
Only you give it context
Don't let me go, you're all I have
A woman in a garden, rain
Dahlias, fglar, scent of Earth
I'm coming in through the gate
The thrushes sing
She sees me without words
Her plump brst hver sig
Skran in the waistband, lppen sras
Me and my Babywriter, great trst
Dysentery, must bras
Babywriter, Babywriter
This world is clearing up to atrocity
This world is no good
It's slkt, kids, snderfall
Indifference
Babywriter
Only you gr it beautiful
Only you can clear it
Don't leave me, I don't have anything left
Peace in my blood
A house is not longer a house
A woman is no longer a woman
Movie R end
I'm out on the street again
Babywriter, Babywriter
This world you can have and lose
There is no stt that he it;
It's too tight and cold in the coffin
Babywriter
Only you can hold it together
Give me the fairy tales, the sngs, the dust, the vgen
Give me the questions
I don't want any answers