Translation of the song lyrics I Stockholm - Lars Winnerbäck

I Stockholm (original)

Det stinker frn en sushibar
Och jag hare hur ngra pratar:
«Jag lskar mitt meningslsa liv
Hur are ditt liv»
Och nn svarar: «Jag are glad att bo I Stockholm»
Och en taskig recensent
Stare och petar I nt tilltugg
Och viftar med en lbiljett
Och sger det hare are rock
Jag are I Stockholm
Herr Andersson har drunknat
I ett hav av kaffe latte
Han are kontinental och originell
Han are sorglig, men utvald
Att leta efter sig sjlv
Det are vad som gller
Hare I Stockholm
Hare hlsar man p vakterna vid Stureplan
Han are killen hela dan
I den hare stan
Hare har man god smak och pengar kvar
Det stinker frn en pissoar
Hare trffas man p nn godknd sushibar
Hare I Stockholm
Hare are alla lika vergivna
Ensamma, synd om oss
Hare gare man inte runt och hlsar p Man mste ringa frst
Man mste boka tid
Man mste skynda sig
Man mste skrpa sig
Man mste komma in I Stockholm
Det stinker frn en pissoar
Det are nn som har somnat dare
Det are vl nn som bor dare
Han som vankar runt I tunnelbanan
Han are en del av atmosfren
Det are sknt att va I smeten
Det are sknt att knna pulsen
Det are sknt att bo I Stockholm

I Stockholm (translation)

It stinks of a sushi bar
And I hear how some people talk:
«I love my meaningless life
How are your lives »
And nn answers: «I am happy to live in Stockholm»
And a shitty reviewer
Stare and poke I nt snack
And waving a ticket
And it says hare are rock
I'm in Stockholm
Mr Andersson has drowned
In a sea of ​​coffee latte
He is continental and original
He is sad, but chosen
To look for oneself
That's what matters
Hare In Stockholm
Here you listen to the guards at Stureplan
He's the guy all day
In that hare town
Hare has good taste and money left
It stinks of a urinal
Here you meet at an approved sushi bar
Hare In Stockholm
Hare are all equally forgiven
Alone, pity us
If you do not walk around and listen, you must call first
You have to book an appointment
You have to hurry
You have to scrape yourself
You have to get into Stockholm
It stinks of a urinal
There are nn who have fallen asleep dare
There are well nn who live dare
He who wanders around in the subway
He is part of the atmosphere
It's nice to be in the batter
It's nice to feel the pulse
It is nice to live in Stockholm