Stefan Sundström — Babyland song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Babyland" by Stefan Sundström.
Lyrics
Sabina sa till mej
Att det are inte hennes grej
Att ka 94: an Lngst bak dare satt alla
Som inte var s balla
Och inte kunde prjsa hyran
Men hon hade hamnat dare fare hon va ung o hon var kare
Ettor och nollor I en dator kan knappt beskriva snt dare
Men det kndes som att hitta Jesus I en andrahandsaffare
Dare satt folk av alla slag
Nn som var lika lost som jag
Satt och bligade och glodde
Dare satt Dden I ett hrn
Som en blyfrgiftad rn Och undra var jag bodde
Men hos Sabina bodde Krleken och Hoppet och Tron
Nn hade skrivit brev I snn under S: t Eriksbron
Adressen var till Babyland vid 94: ans slutstation
Folk klev p och folk klev av Medans dom lngst bak blev kvar
Och liksom frdades I loopar
Det gare ju alla p sitt stt
Ngra are noll och andra ett
Ngra spyr och andra sopar
Men Sabina ker runt I natt p jakt efter sin vn I Babyland strax bortom sista hllplatsen
Den ska hon knna igen Det ska vara som att komma hem
Lika bra att hnga p Och lta bussen g Emellan nattppna butiker
Vi kan va sllskap t varann
Till den stund vi kommer fram
O busschauffren skriker
Om du frgar om det are nn id att bli kare
Hellre rna en bank o bli miljonare
S svarar jag ta min hand
S ker vi till Babyland
(i Babyland kallar alla varandra fare Baby)
Lyrics translation
Sabina told me
That it's not her thing
To ka 94: an lngst bak dare sat all
Who was not s balla
And could not prjs the rent
But she had ended up dare fare she was young o she was kare
Ones and zeros in a computer can barely describe snt dare
But it kndes like Finding Jesus in a second-rate coffee shop
Dare set people of all kinds
Nn who was as lost as I was
Sat and glared and glared
Dare sat Dden in a hrn
As a blyfrgiftad rn and wonder where I lived
But with Sabina lived love and hope and Faith
Nn had written letters in snn under St Eriksbron
The address was to Babyland at the 94's Final Station
People stepped on and people stepped off while they left behind
And like frdades in loops
That's all because of its way
Nga are zero and other one
Some vomit and other sweeps
But Sabina ker around last night in search of her vn in Babyland just beyond the last place
It's gonna be like coming home
Just as good to hang on and let the bus Go Between Night shops
We can be together
Until the moment we arrive
O bus driver screaming
If you ask if there is an id to become kare
Rather RN a bank o become millionaires
S answer I take my hand
So we go to Babyland
(in Babyland everyone calls each other fare Baby)