| Brent barn skyr ilden
| Once bitten, twice shy
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| Jeg vil ikke rømme mer
| I don't want to escape anymore
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| Brent barn skyr ilden
| Once bitten, twice shy
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| Brent barn skyr ilden
| Once bitten, twice shy
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| Jeg var i hodet til å begynne med
| I was in my head at first
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| Frykten om at gode ting tar slutt ble selvoppfyllende
| The fear that good things come to an end became self-fulfilling
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| Hadde noen å skylde på, vanskelig å skylle ned
| Had someone to blame, hard to wash down
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| Med selvmedlidenhet, hvordan tilgi disse syndene
| With self-pity, how to forgive these sins
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| Hun var alt jeg ville ha, før jeg visste hva det var
| She was everything I wanted, before I knew what it was
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| Siden jeg ikke visste hva det var, så var det kanskje ikke veldig rart
| Since I didn't know what it was, maybe it wasn't very strange
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| Hadde tatt noen dårlig valg, men av dem alle var vi verst
| Had made some bad choices but of them all we were the worst
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| Kan’ke se meg tilbake uten å måtte angre tvert
| Can't see me back without having to regret otherwise
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| Noen spor blir permanent som søppel i sement
| Some tracks become permanent as litter in cement
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| Noen ting blir aldri glemt selv om du blir dement
| Some things are never forgotten even if you get dementia
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| Vit den smerten er latent der hvor kjærlighet er kjent
| Know that pain is latent where love is known
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| Du kan gå for nær den flammen, men du lærer av å bli brent
| You may walk too close to that flame, but you learn from getting burned
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| Vi klatra over murer og gjerder
| We climbed over walls and fences
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| Blir omtalt i ukjente sverer
| Being mentioned in unknown swerves
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| Da husker vi fallende stjerner
| Then we remember falling stars
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| Vi møtte aldri opp og skulle aldri dit igjen
| We never showed up and were never going there again
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| Brent barn skyr ilden
| Once bitten, twice shy
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| Brent barn skyr ilden
| Once bitten, twice shy
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| Brent barn skyr ilden
| Once bitten, twice shy
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| Jeg vil ikke rømme mer
| I don't want to escape anymore
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| Brent barn skyr ilden
| Once bitten, twice shy
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| Brent barn skyr ilden
| Once bitten, twice shy
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| Brent barn skyr ilden | Once bitten, twice shy |
| Jeg vil ikke rømme mer
| I don't want to escape anymore
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| Livet er en gave, kan’ke klage på det
| Life is a gift, can't complain about it
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| Om du har det kjært, så ta vare på det
| If you love it, take care of it
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| Vern om det som du sparer på det
| Protect it as you save it
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| Men ikke av frykt for å få skade på det
| But not out of fear of damaging it
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| Det ble et langt år med kampsår
| It was a long year of battle wounds
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| Det første kuttet var dypest
| The first cut was the deepest
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| Og ingen tvil om hvem sitt fall som var mykest
| And no doubt as to whose fall was the softest
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| Jeg vet ting, jeg ser ting, når glansbildet belyses
| I know things, I see things, when the glossy image is illuminated
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| Glansbildet var vrang stilling da tilliten vår brytes
| The glossy image was a twisted position when our trust is broken
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| Både fysisk og psykisk
| Both physical and mental
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| Kjipt hvis det er min skyld at din skyld tok sted
| Crazy if it's my fault that your fault took place
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| For selv om du sa unnskyld, så ga det meg ikke fred
| Because even if you said sorry, it didn't give me peace
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| Det er for sent å ikke omfavne det tapet
| It's too late not to embrace that loss
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| Jeg tror alt skjer for en grunn
| I believe everything happens for a reason
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| Prøver å se frem og ikke tilbake
| Trying to look forward and not back
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| Noen spor blir permanent som søppel i sement
| Some tracks become permanent as litter in cement
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| Noen ting blir aldri glemt selv om du blir dement
| Some things are never forgotten even if you get dementia
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| Vit den smerten er latent der hvor kjærlighet er kjent
| Know that pain is latent where love is known
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| Du kan gå for nær den flammen, men du lærer av å bli brent | You may walk too close to that flame, but you learn from getting burned |