New York: Translations in English and Lyrics - Markus Krunegård

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Lyrics of New York
by Markus Krunegård

Fjorton timmar på ett flyg
Mellanlandar i Reykjavik
Med stödstrumpor och bindel på
Vaknar igen när vi landar hårt i New York
Staden, myten, hemligheten
'Åk inte dit, du kommer bli biten och aldrig vela åka hem igen'
Okej, jag tar den risken
Den första jag möter är gubben i tullen
Men han är jättesur, myndig och svullen
Jag kände för att vända hem igen
Om det är så här dom säger Välkommen till New York

Allt är en film genom taxifönstret
Neonljus, horor
Just som ett avsnitt av nånting jag har sett sent hemma på tvn
Folk är fula, tjocka men snälla
Visar vägen och pratar länge
'It's straight ahead, across the bridge, that's Brooklyn, man'

Brooklyn är lika stort som Stockholm, låtsas som jag är en av dom
Brownstonehus och jättebil
Men det syns tydligt att jag är en vit turist
Sover mina timmar helt okej
Drömmer faktiskt inte om dig
Sen går jag ner på stan och köper XL-t-shirt, med ectasygubbe i gult på bröstet
Allting börjar på E
'Excuse me, eh'could you e'help me?'
Sara är svensk och jobbar med mode
Vi ska på dejt fast jag inte borde
Det som händer i New York, stannar i New York

Sara är en sol-och-vårare, det är vår minsta gemensamma nämnare
Vi borde va det perfekta paret
Om det är sant att minus minus blir plus

Svarta fasader står som speglar, när jag tittar i dom
Så ser jag att jag faktiskt är glad
Det har inte hänt inte vet jag

Svarta fasader står som speglar, blickar in nu mot alla gula bilar
Sen klubb, klubb, klubb
Och jag börjar bli jättefull

Egna kvarter för alla länder
Lilla Italien är där det händer
Dollarn står lågt och jag satsar högt
All in, rubbet på röd
Kvitt eller dubbelt vinner allt
Kungen av Lilla Italien är jag i natt

Sara är galen och vill va're
Det är hon som kommer med förslaget om en nattöppen tatuerare
'Kom igen då, fegis, vi gör det'
Sagt och gjort
Och fast jag är packad, gör det ont när nålen hackar
Zara med Z i bläck
Gjort är gjort, kommer aldrig igen
Gjort är gjort, kommer aldrig igen
Gjort är gjort, kommer aldrig igen

Translation in English of the Song
New York by Markus Krunegård

Fourteen hours on a flight
Stopover in Reykjavik
With support socks and a bandage on
Wake up again when we land hard in New York
The city, the myth, the secret
'Do not go there, you will be bitten and never want to go home again '
Okay, I take that risk
The first person I meet is the old man at customs
But he is very angry, mature and swollen
I felt like returning home
If this is how they say Welcome to New York

Everything is a movie through the taxi window
Neon lights, whores
Just like an episode of something I saw late at home on tv
People are ugly, fat but kind
Shows the way and talk for a long time
'It's straight ahead, across the bridge, that's Brooklyn, man'

Brooklyn is as big as Stockholm, pretending to be one of them
Brownstone house and giant car
But it is clear that I am a white tourist
Sleeping my hours completely okay
Actually do not dream of you
Then I go down to town and buy an XL t-shirt, with ectasygubbe in yellow on the chest
Everything starts on E
'Excuse me, eh'could you e'help me?'
Sara is Swedish and works with fashion
We are going on a date even though I should not
What happens in New York, stays in New York

Sara is a sun-and-spring, it is our least common denominator
We should be the perfect couple
If it is true that minus minus becomes plus

Black facades stand like mirrors, when I look at them
Then I see that I am actually happy
It has not happened do not know I

Black facades stand like mirrors, now look in towards all the yellow cars
Late club, club, club
And I'm starting to get huge

Own neighborhood for all countries
Little Italy is where it happens
The dollar is low and I bet high
All in, rubbed on red
Quit or double wins everything
The king of Little Italy, I'm tonight

Sara is crazy and wants to be
She's the one who comes up with the proposal for a night tattooist
'Come on then, coward, we do it '
S ag and done
And even though I'm packed, it hurts when the needle chops
Zara with Z in ink
Done is done, will never come again
Done is done, will never come again
Done is done, will never come again

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New York: Translations and Lyrics - Markus Krunegård
Markus Krunegård is a Finnish-Swedish songwriter. She sang in the group of Laakso and Odio. Krunegård grew up in the Red Borough of Norrköping, Sweden, and many of the early tracks are about growing up in Chicago.

New York

We present you the lyrics and the translation of New York, a news song created by Markus Krunegård taken from the album 'Prinsen av Peking'

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