Ulf Lundell — Odessa song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Odessa" by Ulf Lundell.
Lyrics
Jag gr dom hr gatorna p dagarna
Jag gr dom p ntterna ibland
Min lgenhet r som en cell
I ett fngelse i ett frmmande land
Alla jag knde
Allt jag kunde ta p glider undan
Jag r rdd att dras in i mrkret
Fr gott
Jag sitter i stolen
Jag drmmer, jag blundar
Folk p gatorna ser ut som robotar
Deras gon r alldeles dda
Dom har munnar som fiskar
Fr bleka och fr kalla fr att blda
Det fanns fruar, det fanns barn
Det fanns berg att ta sig ver
Dom r p sina hll nu och dom har
Vad dom har och behver
Dom sger att den gamle mannen som bor
I huset dr snart r helt begravd
Under travar av tidningar, travar av bcker
Och saker han har
Han bara sitter dr inne
Slpper aldrig in nn
Jag gr frbi, det r inte svrt fr mig
Att man kan bli sn
Du nr en punkt dr inget tycks
Betyda nnting lngre
Allt slcks ner och cirkeln runt dig sjlv
Blir allt trngre
Om ntterna kommer dom ensamma
Och vldsamma ut
Ngra hamnar i nn annans sng
Fr en natt, andra p en sjukhusakut
Hromnatten gick jag frbi en fotoaffr
Rutan var krossad
Det lg ngra kameror kvar
Jag tog en Nikon och sen stod jag
Dr ett tag, men inte en mnniska kom
Bara ett frlskat par
Dom gav mig ett leende
Son tog jag ngra bilder av mig sjlv
I spegeln i hallen och satte in dom p
Fick svar frn Elena i Odessa
Hennes far var stridsflygare
Gick ner i en sj utanfr Poltava
Hennes pojkvn slog henne
Hon ville ha familj, man och barn
Hon bor med sin mor vid Svarta Havet
Hon ser levande ut
Hon r vacker och glad
Hon vill ngonting
Jag har aldrig varit dr
Jag kan ge henne vad hon vill ha
Lyrics translation
I'll walk the streets in the daytime
I do them sometimes
My apartment is like a cell
In a frenzy in a frmande country
All I knde
Everything I could take p slips away
I r rdd to be drawn into the mrkret
Good
I'm in the chair
I drmmer, I close my eyes
People on the streets look like robots
Their eyes are wide
They have mouths that fish
For bleach and for cold to fade
There were wives, there were children
There were mountains to get over
They are in their ways now and they have
What they have and need
They say that the old man who lives
In the house dr soon r completely buried
Under stacks of newspapers, stacks of bcker
And things he has
He's just in jail
Never throw in nn
I'm sorry, it's not hard for me
That one can become sn
You no one point dr nothing seems
Mean nothing longer
Everything slcks down and the circle around you sjlv
Everything's getting bigger
If the NTS come alone
And vldsame out
Some end up in someone else's sng
For one night, second in a hospital emergency
Hromnatten I went frbi a photoffr
The box was smashed
There are some cameras left
I took a Nikon and then I stood
Dr. for a while, but not a mnniska came
Just a married couple
They gave me a smile
Son did I take some pictures of myself
In the mirror in the hall and put them in
Got answers from Elena in Odessa
Her father was a fighter
Went down in a sj withoutfr Poltava
Her boyfriend hit her
She wanted family, husband and children
She lives with her mother on the Black Sea coast
She looks alive
She r beautiful and happy
She wants something
I've never been dr
I can give her what she wants