Translation of the song lyrics Grøftfyll As - Gunslingers

Grøftfyll As (original)

Ho for te byen sko studera
Å eg satt igjen i ein gravemaskin
Ho sko komma heim, starta AS
Å ho sko ver sjef for økonomi
Eg henta inn anbud hos Volvo å Cat
Sko ha åtte å seksten tonnar
So kom ho heim med ein advokat
Gravid i ein flettny Passat
Han va stygg så ein satan
Mangla berre ein greip
Så sleip og så ekkel
Med ein forferdelig sleik
Å eg kalla han da så heng onna ein hest
Å han va falsk så ein gammal sjømannsprest
Eg dempa sorgen i ein daglig støy
Å alt eg hadde råd te va ein haug av ein brøyt
Syns at livet ikkje e heilt rettferdig
Han byggde opp huse så eg hadde tegna
På tomta te svigers og når da sto ferdig
Så kom ho tebake me halen mellom beinan
Ho flytta inn, ho flytta ut, å Hotel Cæsar va igång
Han va stygg så ein satan
Mangla berre ein greip
Så sleip og så ekkel
Med ein forferdelig sleik
Å eg kalla han da så heng onna ein hest
Å han va falsk så ein gammal sjømannsprest
Eg dempa sorgen i ein daglig støy
Å alt eg hadde råd te va ein haug av ein brøyt
Syns at livet ikkje e heilt rettferdig
Å han va stygg så ein satan
Mangla berre ein greip
Så sleip og så ekkel
Med ein forferdelig sleik
Å eg kalla han da så heng onna ein hest
Å han va falsk så ein gammal sjømannsprest
Eg dempa sorgen i ein daglig støy
Å alt eg hadde råd te va ein haug av ein brøyt
Syns at livet ikkje e heilt rettferdig

Grøftfyll As (translation)

Ho for te byen shoe study
Oh, I was left in an excavator
She came home, started AS
Oh ho sko ver head of finance
I got a tender from Volvo for Cat
Shoes have eight to sixteen tons
So she came home with a lawyer
Pregnant in a brand new Passat
He was ugly as hell
Only one grip was missing
So sneaky and so nasty
With a terrible lick
And I called him then hang onna a horse
Oh, he was so fake, an old sailor priest
I dampen the sadness in a daily noise
And all I could afford was a pile of bread
Thinks that life is not completely fair
He built houses so I could draw
On the plot, the in-laws tea and when it was finished
Then he came back with his tail between his legs
She moved in, she moved out, å Hotel Cæsar va igång
He was ugly as hell
Only one grip was missing
So sneaky and so nasty
With a terrible lick
And I called him then hang onna a horse
Oh, he was so fake, an old sailor priest
I dampen the sadness in a daily noise
And all I could afford was a pile of bread
Thinks that life is not completely fair
Oh, he was ugly as hell
Only one grip was missing
So sneaky and so nasty
With a terrible lick
And I called him then hang onna a horse
Oh, he was so fake, an old sailor priest
I dampen the sadness in a daily noise
And all I could afford was a pile of bread
Thinks that life is not completely fair