Karpe Diem — Få Som Vet song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Få Som Vet" by Karpe Diem.

Lyrics

Gata var tom, det var to Natta var gammel, dagen er ung
Leppene ttetall, hndleddene opp mot an siktet
Klokka var tte om litt
Vken er vpenet mitt mot klokkeslaget
Holdt lenge fast I fastlegen min og hata sas, dagene gikk sakte, s kjapt,
s sakte igjen aktivitet var vpenet n som smaken av henne satt igjen
Igjen hjemme til dagen er fdt p ny Og medisineleven, jeg lever meg inn I henne, til legen er ndt til fly, s Hook: Det er det f som vet…
Chirag: Vi hadde begge paraply med
Vi var et et par fare, men jeg hadde mtt et par nye
Hjertet parkert, redd hun er klar til
Fly vekk som ett under par
Til et sted langt vekk
Der hun slipper en avis, med ansiktet mitt p Hun sier: du har aldri klart vre saklig, bare «Marit Larsen-bagasjen-barnslig»
For en drittlt, du er kjip, as Se hva du mista, vi kunne ha gifta oss
Det var da jeg bodde p Marienlyst
Smelta sammen som to stearinlys fram og tilbake som trekkspill
Var det mer enn s**, svar p tekstmeldingen min
Jeg har lrt leksen min, det her er eksen din…
Hook

Lyrics translation

The street was empty, it was two night was old, the day is young
Lips ttetal, hndleddene up towards an sifted
The time was tte about a little
Vken is my vpenet against the clock
Held for a long time in my family doctor and hata sas, the days went slowly, s instantly,
s slow again activity was vpenet n as the taste of her sat again
Again at home until the day is fdt p new and the medicine pupil, I live myself into her, until the doctor is ndt to fly, s Hook: that's what f knows…
Chirag: we both had umbrella with
We were a a couple fare, but I had mtt a couple new ones
Heart parked, afraid she's ready to
Fly away as one under couple
To a place far away
Where she drops a newspaper, with my face p she says :you have never managed to be factual, just " Marit Larsen-luggage-childish»
What a crap, you are kjip, as see what you mista, we could have married us
That's when I lived on Marienlyst
Melt together like two candles back and forth like accordion
Was it more than s**, reply p my text message
I have lrt my lesson, it here is your ex…
Hook