Lyrics of Umuligt - Basim

Umuligt (original)

Umuligt, umuligt
Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt
Ingen troed', hun vil' kom' tilbage
Hun si’r, jeg' bedre end de andre på min' dårlig' dage
De si’r, det' luksus, for mig er det helt normalt
Og jeg ved lige præcis, hva' hun gern' vil ha'
Og hun føler den, når hun gør sig klar
Hun gør sig klar på lidt rum-du-du-dumba
Hun si’r, hun ta’r i cinema med sin' veninder
Hun laver movie med mig
Hun si’r, hun ikk' er typen, der vil lær' af sin' fejl
Hun ringer til mig, si’r, at hun er på vej
Habibi, jeg vil ønsk', jeg ku' sig', «nej»
Men det' så svært for mig, way ye
Hun si’r, hun ikk' er typen, der vil lær' af sin' fejl
Hun ringer til mig, si’r, at hun er på vej
Habibi, jeg vil ønsk', jeg ku' sig', «nej»
Lige så snart hun kommer ind ad døren, vil hun aldrig hjem
For hun troed' ikk', at nogle ku' gør hend' varm igen
Og nu' hun mundlam, ay
For hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt
Det går wili-wili-wili i hendes seng
Som melodier hun ikk' ka' få ud af hovedet igen
Og nu' hun mundlam
Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt
Hun vil vær' på toppen ligesom Tanger
Synger: «Uh-la-la», som en fra Franca
Hun ligner Harraga — endt i Spania
Hun lever livet farligt, for hun tog chancer
Og hun føler den når hun gør sig klar
Hun gør sig klar på lidt rum-du-du-dumba
Hun si’r, hun ta’r i cinema med sin' veninder
Hun laver movie med mig
Hun si’r, hun ikk' er typen, der vil lær' af sin' fejl
Hun ringer til mig, si’r, at hun er på vej
Habibi, jeg vil ønsk', jeg ku' sig', «nej»
Men det' så svært for mig, way ye
Hun si’r, hun ikk' er typen, der vil lær' af sin' fejl
Hun ringer til mig, si’r, at hun er på vej
Habibi, jeg vil ønsk', jeg ku' sig', «nej»
Lige så snart hun kommer ind ad døren, vil hun aldrig hjem
For hun troed' ikk', at nogle ku' gør hend' varm igen
Og nu' hun mundlam, ay
For hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt
Det går wili-wili-wili i hendes seng
Som melodier hun ikk' ka' få ud af hovedet igen
Og nu' hun mundlam
Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt
(Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt, ja
Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt)
Hun si’r, hun har det helt perfekt herhjem' på min sofa
Jeg sværger, jeg har det perfekt med, hun ligger på min sofa
Og hun føler den, når hun gør sig klar
Hun gør sig klar på lidt rum-du-du-dumba
Hun si’r, hun er i cinema med sin' veninder
Hun laver movie med mig
Lige så snart hun kommer ind ad døren, vil hun aldrig hjem
For hun troed' ikk', at nogle ku' gør hend' varm igen
Og nu' hun mundlam, ay
For hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt
Det går wili-wili-wili i hendes seng
Som melodier hun ikk' ka' få ud af hovedet igen
Og nu' hun mundlam
Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt
Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt, ja
Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt

(translation)

Impossible, impossible
Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible
No one thought 'she will' come 'back
She says I'm better than the others on my 'bad' days
They say it's a luxury, for me it's perfectly normal
And I know exactly what 'she' would like '
And she feels it when she gets ready
She gets ready for a little space-you-you-dumba
She says she's going to the movies with her friends
She's making a movie with me
She says she's not the type to learn from her mistakes
She calls me, says she's on her way
Habibi, I want ', I could' say ', «no»
But it's so hard for me, way ye
She says she's not the type to learn from her mistakes
She calls me, says she's on her way
Habibi, I want ', I could' say ', «no»
As soon as she walks in the door, she will never go home
For she 'did not think' that some cows 'make her' hot again
And now she's speechless, ay
For she thought 'it was impossible, impossible
It goes wili-wili-wili in her bed
As tunes she does not 'ka' get out of her head again
And now she's speechless
Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible
She wants to be on top just like Tangier
Sings: "Uh-la-la", like one from Franca
She looks like Harraga - ended up in Spain
She lives life dangerously because she took chances
And she feels it when she gets ready
She gets ready for a little space-you-you-dumba
She says she's going to the movies with her friends
She's making a movie with me
She says she's not the type to learn from her mistakes
She calls me, says she's on her way
Habibi, I want ', I could' say ', «no»
But it's so hard for me, way ye
She says she's not the type to learn from her mistakes
She calls me, says she's on her way
Habibi, I want ', I could' say ', «no»
As soon as she walks in the door, she will never go home
For she 'did not think' that some cows 'make her' hot again
And now she's speechless, ay
For she thought 'it was impossible, impossible
It goes wili-wili-wili in her bed
As tunes she does not 'ka' get out of her head again
And now she's speechless
Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible
(Yes, because she thought ', it was impossible, impossible, yes
Yes, because she thought ', it was impossible, impossible)
She says, 'She's perfectly fine at home' on my couch
I swear, I'm fine, she's lying on my couch
And she feels it when she gets ready
She gets ready for a little space-you-you-dumba
She says she's in the cinema with her friends
She's making a movie with me
As soon as she walks in the door, she will never go home
For she 'did not think' that some cows 'make her' hot again
And now she's speechless, ay
For she thought 'it was impossible, impossible
It goes wili-wili-wili in her bed
As tunes she does not 'ka' get out of her head again
And now she's speechless
Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible
Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible, yes
Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible