Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Puls , by - Erik Og Kriss. Song from the album Fem, in the genre ПопRelease date: 14.03.2013
Record label: MTG
Song language: Norwegian
Puls(original) |
| Åler oss under håndkle, hånden min holder ditt håndledd |
| Jeg måler rytmen av pulsen og føler håp I ditt åndedrett |
| Så mye stolthet, så forskjellige ståsted |
| Mange år, så mange sår, så jeg forstår hun er småredd |
| Mangler pust, så jeg higer for du ser ut som en tier |
| Du har en look som en tiger, kjenner at pulsen min stiger |
| Jeg mangler pust, så jeg higer for du ser ut som en tier |
| Du har en lukt som en tiger, kjenner at pulsen min stiger |
| Vi gikk fra og ha makspuls |
| Videre til en kald dusj lever vi I bakrus |
| Si meg hva du fant ut, vis meg hvor vi falt ut |
| Vi kjemper helt til kampslutt |
| Vi gikk fra og ha maks puls |
| Videre til en kald dusj, lever vi I bakrus |
| Si meg hva du fant ut, vis meg hvor vi falt ut |
| Vi kjemper helt til kampslutt |
| Så lenge du gir meg puls, oh oh, oh oh |
| Så lenge du gir meg puls, oh oh, oh oh |
| Så lenge du gir meg puls, oh oh, oh oh |
| Så lenge du gir meg puls, oh oh, oh oh |
| For vi to begynte ut som elskere, så ble vi forelskede |
| Men forelskelse ble forglemmelse, dette mennesket ble mine elskede |
| Helvete er en bekjennelse, bittersøtt som brennesle |
| En fornemmelse, jeg er den heldigste når jeg ser du er den peneste |
| Mangler pust, så jeg higer for du ser ut som en tier |
| Du har en lukt som en tiger, kjenner at pulsen min stiger |
| Jeg mangler pust, så jeg higer for du ser ut som en tier |
| Du har en look som en tiger, kjenner at pulsen min stiger |
| (translation) |
| Eel us under towel, my hand holds your wrist |
| I measure the rhythm of the pulse and feel hope in your breath |
| So much pride, so different point of view |
| Many years, so many wounds, so I understand she is a little scared |
| Lacks breathing, so I long for you to look like a tier |
| You have a look like a tiger, feel my heart rate rise |
| I'm short of breath, so I long for you to look like a tier |
| You smell like a tiger, feel my heart rate rise |
| We left and had a maximum heart rate |
| On to a cold shower we live in a hangover |
| Tell me what you found out, show me where we fell out |
| We fight until the end of the match |
| We went from having the maximum heart rate |
| On to a cold shower, we live in a hangover |
| Tell me what you found out, show me where we fell out |
| We fight until the end of the match |
| As long as you give me a pulse, oh oh, oh oh |
| As long as you give me a pulse, oh oh, oh oh |
| As long as you give me a pulse, oh oh, oh oh |
| As long as you give me a pulse, oh oh, oh oh |
| Because the two of us started out as lovers, we fell in love |
| But infatuation became forgetfulness, this man became my beloved |
| Hell is a confession, bittersweet as nettle |
| A feeling I'm the luckiest when I see you're the prettiest |
| Lacks breathing, so I long for you to look like a tier |
| You smell like a tiger, feel my heart rate rise |
| I'm short of breath, so I long for you to look like a tier |
| You have a look like a tiger, feel my heart rate rise |