Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain`t No Lovin`, artist - In Vain. Album song Mantra, in the genre Прогрессив-метал
Date of issue: 31.05.2012
Record label: Indie
Song language: Norwegian
Ain`t No Lovin`(original) |
Ve deg! |
Du med uren hensikt |
Ve deg! |
Du med onde baktanker |
Fristelser vil hjemske og lede deg mot dypet |
Du vil bukke under |
Vrede vil ogs ramme deg |
P nytt vil vi se mannefall |
Jammer og grt, jammer og grt |
P vei mot din avgrunn |
Du inns det for sent |
P nytt vi vil se mannefall |
Jammer og grt |
Trengsler forestr for prvede sinn |
Mellom sarte skrik hviskes det om frihet |
Adelsmann og kremmer, borger og trell |
En etter en faller de fra |
Tafate toker |
Forgiftet av samfunnets trylledrikk |
Usikre og lammet |
Ingen lindrig for svake sjeler |
S, ve deg! |
Du med ond agenda |
Ve deg! |
Dy som bringer hat |
Ja, ve deg! |
Du med skitne motiver |
Ve deg! |
Og din usle akt |
Trengsler forestr for prvede sinn |
Mellom sarte skrik hviskes det om frihet |
Ja for de jamrer og brer seg I sin egen usseldom |
Lidelser og kval |
De sakte forgr |
Ja de kreler og ynker seg I sin egen elendighet |
De famler I blinde og mister alt hp |
(translation) |
Woe to you! |
You with unclean intent |
Woe to you! |
You with evil ulterior motives |
Temptations will overwhelm and lead you to the depths |
You will succumb |
Anger will also hit you |
Once again we will see casualties |
Wailing and crying, wailing and crying |
On the way to your abyss |
You realize it's too late |
Again we will see casualties |
Jammer og grt |
Tribulation prevails for tried minds |
Between delicate screams there is a whisper of freedom |
Nobleman and shopkeeper, citizen and slave |
One by one they fall off |
Tafate toker |
Poisoned by society's potion |
Insecure and paralyzed |
No mild for weak souls |
S, woe to you! |
You with a bad agenda |
Woe to you! |
Those who bring hatred |
Yes, woe to you! |
You with dirty motives |
Woe to you! |
And your lousy act |
Tribulation prevails for tried minds |
Between delicate screams there is a whisper of freedom |
Yes, for they groan and groan in their own misery |
Disorders and qual |
They slowly forgr |
Yes, they crawl and groan in their own misery |
They grope blindly and lose everything |