Hootenanny Singers — Brooklandsvägen song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Brooklandsvägen" by Hootenanny Singers.
Lyrics
Jag var njd och alltid mig sjlv till behag
Och trodde mig visst inte dum
Tills p Brooklandsvgen jag mtte en dag
En ungm, som gjorde mig stum.
Det var mitt I en doftande juninatt,
Och sterut skan gick,
Och jag ansiktet sg, fast ljuset var matt
Och det var blott ett gonblick.
Lgt ner
Lgt ner,
Dr sm lyktor g ut och g in.
I ungmr jag glmt eder alla fr en,
Och hon kan aldrig bli min.
Hon sg p mig och log men teg,
Hon log och strax frsvann.
Men ack, d gick min frid sin vg,
Och min gldjes strm frann.
S ringen ej till aftonbn,
I Brooklands klockor, dr.
I ringen Goodman upp ur sjn,
Frrn jag p nytt blir kr.
Lgt ner
Lgt ner,
Dr sm lyktor g ut och g in.
I ungmr jag glmt eder alla fr en,
Och hon kan aldrig bli min.
Vl Goodmans grd r havets sand
Sen mnga tusen r,
Men den skall bli till kerland,
Frrn jag en hustru fr.
Ack lt mig g till Brookland blott,
D ter skan gr —
Ty dr hon en gng lett s gott,
Hon kanske ter str.
Lgt ner
Lgt ner,
Dr sm lyktor g ut och g in.
I ungmr jag glmt eder alla fr en,
Och hon kan aldrig bli min.
Lyrics translation
I was njd and always myself at will
And didn't think I was stupid
Until at Brooklandsvgen I met one day
A ungm, which made me mute.
It was in the midst of a fragrant June night,
And sterut skan went,
And I facial sg, though the light was dull
And it was just a moment.
Lgt down
Lgt down,
Dr. sm lights go in and out.
I forgot you all for one,
And she can never be mine.
She looked at me and smiled but kept silent,
She smiled and soon disappeared.
But alas, D went my peace its vg,
And my gldjes strm frann.
S ring not to aftonbn,
In Brooklands watches, Dr.
In the ring Goodman up out of sjn,
From when I'm new, I'm gonna have to.
Lgt down
Lgt down,
Dr. sm lights go in and out.
I forgot you all for one,
And she can never be mine.
Vl Goodman's grd is the sand of the sea
Then many thousand years,
But it will turn into kerland,
From a wife fr.
Oh lt me g to Brookland only,
D ter skan gr —
For dr hon one time lett's good,
She might be ter str.
Lgt down
Lgt down,
Dr. sm lights go in and out.
I forgot you all for one,
And she can never be mine.