Ulf Lundell — Transropa Express song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Transropa Express" by Ulf Lundell.
Lyrics
P en klippa ver havet
Ligger ett vackert hotell
Det are ljus I alla rum
Alla rum are bokade ikvll
Lngt ute p havet
Gr snabba btar ver
Transropa Express
Transropa Express
P terrassen med en drink I sin hand
Str en man med sin dotter
Han har byggt sitt slott
Med hjlp av mnga andra dttrar
Som are lngt lngt hrifrn
Du kan se dom I Rom
I Milano eller I din egen stad
Slda och betalda
Are dom fngar I Nattens Parad
Dom are som slagna djur
Som inte kan ta sig ur Transropa Express
Transropa Express
Dom slde sin frihet
Fr frihets skull
Nu sljs dom vidare frn man till man
Mannen p terrassen
Stryker sin dotters hr Ute p havet are hans son
Det are den bsta av vrldar
Den enes brd den andres dd Den enes pengar och lust
Den andres fattigdom och nd Finns det en Gud druppe
Har han vnt sin rygg mot oss?
Tror du han hr den dr bnen
Som flickan dr ligger och ber?
Gud ta mig hem igen
Lt mig f bli den jag var igen
Lt allt det hr ta s***
Lt mig f hitta en vg ut
Frn Transropa Express
Mannen p terrassen
Hller hrt I sin dotter
Hon kommer aldrig att bli som dom
Isfrusna sjlar p vg genom natten
Flickor som dr varje dag
Hundratals mil hemifrn
Lyrics translation
On a cliff over the sea
Located a beautiful hotel
There are lights in every room
All rooms are booked tonight
No way out at sea
Gr fast btar ver
Transropa Express
Transropa Express
On the terrace with a drink in his hand
Str a man with his daughter
He built his castle
With the help of many other nuts
As is nothing nothing hrifrn
You can see them in Rome
In Milan or in your own city
Slda and paid
Are they in the Night Parade
They are like beaten animals
Who can't get out of Transropa Express
Transropa Express
They threw their freedom
For the sake of freedom
Now they are passed on from man to man
The man on the terrace
Stroking his daughter's hr out at sea are his son
There are the best of vrldar
The one's brd the other's dd the one's money and lust
The other's poverty and nd is there a God druppe
Has he vnt his back to us?
Do you think he hr that dr bnen
As the girl dr lies and prays?
God Take Me Home Again
Let me be who I was again
Lt all this***
Lt me f find a vg out
Frn Transropa Express
The man on the terrace
Hller hrt in his daughter
She'll never be like them
The ice frozen wrap through the night
Girls like dr every day
Hundreds of miles hemifrn