Translation of the song lyrics Whiskystemme - Erik Og Kriss

Whiskystemme (original)

Seriøst
Jeg er seriøs, seriøst
At jeg bitchslappa dama di og kalt’henne tøs
Du vet, det jeg mente var
Ai låvv hør verimøøtsj
Seriøst, jeg snakker alltid sant, når jeg er børst
Vi ekke kompiser til vanlig
Men på flaska er vi bestevenner
NM i ærligprat
Øl på meg og kjempeklemmer
Jeg lover
Dette ekke whiskyn som taler
Jeg er like glad i deg som buisnessavtaler
Hva om vi ringes til uka, tar å stikker ut og
Bekrefter det jeg sier til deg nå
D’ekke ljug og vi ruler smooth
Gjennom tune’sa til snoop dog
Super ukeslutt, setter alltid planen ut da
Jeg ekke full av piss, jeg er full av festhumør
Overdriver litt på fylla, det er vel sånn alle gjør
Har hørt om whiskystemme mye i det siste
Men at alkohol har stemme
Er mer enn jeg visste
Det er en helt egen stemme, en helt egen røst
Som styrer systemet hver gang jeg er tørst
Og får alltid bestemme, fåkke samstemt det først
Sier: ohh ohh ohh, ohh ohh ohh
Så jeg var litt for krass, vakke min feil
Gikk inn på feil dass, vakke min feil
Knuste noen glass, vakke min feil
Det var alkoholen som snakket for meg
Så jeg prata litt piss, vakke min feil
Slang litt mye dritt, vakke min feil
Det var ikke Kriss, vakke min feil
Det var alkoholen som som snakket for meg
Hei, vent!
Det er glemt
Alt det kunne ikke stemt
Er fortrengt
Det er slemt, at du tar det opp igjen
Sånt skjer, å du ler
Som om du husker mer
Kunne holdt foredrag om all shitt (ish) du skrev
Og hun var ikke pen
Hun du dro med i busken
Jeg husker jeg så dobbelt
Men hun så ut som nattbussen
Den dusten
Helt rusten, men det vakke min feil
Det var alkoholen som snakket for meg

Whiskystemme (translation)

Seriously
I'm serious, serious
That I bitch slapped your lady and called her slut
You know, what I meant was
Ai låvv hør verimøøtsj
Seriously, I always speak the truth when I'm brushed
We are not friends as usual
But in the bottle, we are best friends
NM in honest talk
Beer on me and huge hugs
I promise
This is not whiskey that speaks
I love you as much as business deals
What if we call for the week, take to sticking out and
Confirm what I say to you now
Don’t lie and we’ll roll smooth
Through tune’s to snoop dog
Super weekend, always puts the plan out then
I'm not full of piss, I'm full of party spirit
Exaggerating a bit on drunkenness, that's probably how everyone does
Have heard about whiskey systems a lot lately
But that alcohol has a voice
Is more than I knew
It is a voice of its own, a voice of its own
Which controls the system every time I'm thirsty
And always get to decide, get it agreed first
Sier: ohh ohh ohh, ohh ohh ohh
So I was a little too crass, beautiful my mistake
Went in on the wrong dass, beautiful my mistake
Broke some glass, beautiful my mistake
It was the alcohol that spoke to me
So I talk a little piss, beautiful my mistake
Slang a bit a lot of shit, beautiful my mistake
It was not Kriss, beautiful my fault
It was the alcohol that spoke for me
Hey, wait!
It's forgotten
All that could not be voted
Is displaced
It's bad that you bring it up again
That's happening, you laugh
As if you remember more
Could give a lecture on all the shit (ish) you wrote
And she was not pretty
She you went with in the bush
I remember twice
But she looked like the night bus
That jerk
Completely rusty, but it's my fault
It was the alcohol that spoke to me