Lyrics of Gutten i røyken - DumDum Boys

Gutten i røyken (original)

Du gjør for øyet det honning gjør for munn
Jeg var en av fangene i ditt mysterium
Traff aldri veggen, jeg traff deg
Gutten i røyken, det var meg
Du lærte meg om redd og ensom
Jeg holder meg fast i min egen hånd
Hei, lille venn, vondt å sitte stille
Jeg er klok av skade, og du har litt spader
Du har pynta deg, men du lurer ikke lenger meg
Jeg brant mitt lys i begge ender, du hjalp meg å holde det
Så meg inn i øynene, og heiv det på bålet
Hadde jeg visst da det jeg vet i dag
Og tatt det du sa for det det var
Hei, lille venn, vondt å sitte stille
Jeg er klok av skade, og du har litt spader
Du har pynta deg, men du lurer ikke lenger meg
Du lærte meg om redd og ensom
Nå holder jeg fast i min egen hånd
Hei, lille venn, vondt å sitte stille
Jeg er klok av skade, og du har litt spader
Du har pynta deg, men du lurer ikke lenger meg

(translation)

You do to the eye what honey does to the mouth
I was one of the prisoners in your mystery
Never hit the wall, I hit you
The boy in the smoke, it was me
You taught me about scared and lonely
I hold on to my own hand
Hi, little friend, it hurts to sit still
I'm wise of injury and you have some shovels
You've dressed up, but you're not kidding me anymore
I burned my candle at both ends, you helped me keep it
Looked me in the eyes, and raised it on the fire
Had I known then what I know today
And taken what you said for what it was
Hi, little friend, it hurts to sit still
I'm wise of injury and you have some shovels
You've dressed up, but you're not kidding me anymore
You taught me about scared and lonely
Now I hold on to my own hand
Hi, little friend, it hurts to sit still
I'm wise of injury and you have some shovels
You've dressed up, but you're not kidding me anymore