Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Krise, artist - GartnerlosjenDate of issue: 30.08.1999
Song language: Norwegian
Krise(original) |
| Jeg skal fortelle om en dag da Roald skulle ut og handle frukt |
| Alt gikk galt den dagen |
| Jakka mi! |
| Jakka mi! |
| Hvor er jakka mi? |
| Jakka mi! |
| Jakka mi! |
| Jeg finner ikke jakka mi! |
| Skjorta mi! |
| Skjorta mi! |
| Skjorta mi! |
| Skjorta mi er vekke! |
| Buksa mi! |
| Buksa mi! |
| Buksa mi! |
| Jeg har forlagt buksa mi! |
| Buksa mi! |
| Buksa mi! |
| Jeg har visst forlagt buksa mi! |
| Sokka mine! |
| Sokka mine! |
| Sokka mine! |
| Sokka mine er borte! |
| Noen har bøffa klæra mine |
| Roald turte ikke gå ut naken på gaten for å handle seg frukt |
| Han svøpte seg i et laken |
| Du kan tro han så teit ut der han vaset av sted |
| Men så lå det et bananskall der; |
| Ja han gled |
| Jeg slo meg! |
| Jeg slo meg! |
| Jeg slo meg! |
| Au! |
| Au! |
| Au! |
| Helvetes bananskall! |
| Det lå i veien for meg |
| Faen! |
| Faen! |
| Det gjorde dritvondt |
| Faen! |
| Faen! |
| Faen! |
| Det gjorde dritvondt! |
| Noen har lagt ut feller for meg! |
| Omsider kom han fram til torget |
| Det var ikke et øyeblikk for seint |
| For bodene var i ferd med å stenge |
| Det ville jo vært for galt å måtte gå hjem med uforettet sak |
| Men Roald endte opp som et vrak |
| Pærer! |
| Pærer! |
| Har dere ikke pærer? |
| (translation) |
| I will tell about a day when Roald was going out to buy fruit |
| Everything went wrong that day |
| My jacket! |
| My jacket! |
| Where is my jacket? |
| My jacket! |
| My jacket! |
| I can't find my jacket! |
| My shirt! |
| My shirt! |
| My shirt! |
| My shirt is gone! |
| My pants! |
| My pants! |
| My pants! |
| I misplaced my pants! |
| My pants! |
| My pants! |
| I must have misplaced my pants! |
| My socks! |
| My socks! |
| My socks! |
| My socks are gone! |
| Someone stole my clothes |
| Roald did not dare to go out naked on the street to buy fruit |
| He wrapped himself in a sheet |
| You'd think he looked silly as he wandered off |
| But then there was a banana peel lying there; |
| Yes he slipped |
| I beat myself up! |
| I beat myself up! |
| I beat myself up! |
| Oh! |
| Oh! |
| Oh! |
| Damn banana peel! |
| It was in my way |
| Damn! |
| Damn! |
| It hurt like hell |
| Damn! |
| Damn! |
| Damn! |
| It hurt like hell! |
| Someone has laid out traps for me! |
| At last he arrived at the square |
| It was not a moment too late |
| Because the stalls were about to close |
| It would be too wrong to have to go home with an unfinished business |
| But Roald ended up a wreck |
| Pears! |
| Pears! |
| Don't you have bulbs? |