Ulf Lundell — Fem Timmar Till Landning song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Fem Timmar Till Landning" by Ulf Lundell.
Lyrics
Ntligen p plats efter
Check-in, security
Tidningar, walk-man
Tom plats bredvid
Hon kommer sent
Jag flyttar mina saker
Ett leende, ett tack
Vi lyfter lite efter tid
Stjrnenatt, stjrnenatt
Utanfr fnstret
Filmen s***, ljuset dmpat
Fem timmar till landning
En efter en stannar motorerna
Kvinnan bredvid griper tag I min hand
Allt jag hr are hennes andning
Planet sjunker, sjunker
Vi sitter sdr
Vi vet att det are ver nu Shr tar det s***
Ett brandgult sken
Vi ser lnga flamor av eld
Frn motorerna nr vi tittar ut Barn som skriker, ngon grter
Kaptenen sjer: Vi gr vad vi kan
Fr att f igng dom igen
Han ber oss vara lugna
Vi sitter tysta
Hller hrt varandras hnder
Hon viskar: Jag vill inte d n Havet drute som en bucklig plt
Och sen ljuen frn en stad
Sen ltsligt trycket I ryggen:
Motorerna gr igng igen
Sen landningsbanans lampor p rad
Planet grtt av aska
Ett moln frn en vulkan
Sler nn I bussen till gaten
En kvinna skrattar
Ett barn blir kysst
Varsin kopp kaffe
Folk rusar hit och dit
Jag ser p henne
Hon ser p mig
Hon lutar sig fram ver bordet
Brjar grta tyst
Lyrics translation
Finally in place after
Check-in, security
Newspapers, walk-man
Empty place next door
She'll be late
I'm moving my things
A smile, a thank you
We lift a little by time
Stjrnenatt, stjrnenatt
Outside the window
The film s***, the light dmpat
Five hours to landing
One by one the engines stop
The woman next door grabs my hand
All I hear is her breathing
The plane is sinking, sinking
We sit sdr
We know it is now Shr takes it s***
An orange glow
We see no flames of fire
From the engines when we look out children screaming, any grter
Captain sjer: we gr what we can
To get rid of them again
He's asking us to be calm
We sit quietly
Hller hrt each other's hnder
She whispers: I do not want D N Sea drute as a dented plt
And then the lights from a city
Sen ltsligt pressure in the back:
Engines gr igng again
Then runway lights P row
Planet grtt of ash
A cloud from a volcano
Sler nn in the bus to the gate
A woman laughs
A child gets kissed
Each cup of coffee
People rush here and there
I can see her
She looks at me
She leans forward over the table
Brjar grta quiet