Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stockholms kyss, artist - Lars Winnerbäck. Album song Ett slags liv, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 03.10.2017
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: Swedish
Stockholms kyss(original) |
Ingen glittrar som dig Stockholm, |
ingen har lockat mig som du |
Du var sval n¤r jag kom hit och du ¤r svalare nu |
Men jag har k¤nt hur mina steg har fҐtt en gata h¤r att gҐ |
I ditt regn fick jag den kraft jag skulle fҐ |
Dina sҐnger har jag sjungit, dina dr¶mmar har jag dr¶mt |
Min sans har jag f¶rnekat och min hemstad har jag gl¶mt |
Jag har lҐtit dig f¶rst¶ra mig, jag har stampat i din takt |
men nu m¶ter jag alla ord som jag har sagt |
Jag har seglat pҐ ett stormande hav |
och tro mig, jag har velat st¤vja vinden |
Det ¤r kyligt h¤r i natt, |
n¤r Stockholm kysser mig pҐ kinden |
Det ¤r som om jag har ljugit n¤r du frҐgar var jag fҐr allting ifrҐn |
Jag ¤r slungad upp pҐ bҐlet, om du undrar hur jag mҐr |
Jag gҐr ner till… rstaviken och sparkar h¶stl¶v med min son |
Gud v¤lsigne hans smҐ f¶tter d¤r dom gҐr |
En gҐng k¤nde jag doften av ett varmt och vackert hem |
Jag har saknat det, f¶raktat det och saknat det igen |
Den v¤rme man ska slҐs av n¤r man lҐser upp sin d¶rr |
En vacker dag blir ingenting som f¶rr |
Jag har seglat med ett sjunkande skepp |
och tro mig, jag har velat st¤vja vinden |
Det ¤r kyligt h¤r i natt, |
n¤r Stockholm kysser mig pҐ kinden |
Alla visioner som har slutat h¤r, all dr¶m som aldrig h¤nt |
I ett myller utav v¤gsk¤l har man rest ett monument |
f¶r alla idioter som gick vilse i sin tro |
f¶r alla strebers utan ro |
Jag har seglat pҐ ett stormande hav |
och tro mig, jag har velat st¤vja vinden |
Det ¤r kyligt h¤r i natt, |
n¤r Stockholm kysser mig pҐ kinden |
Jag har seglat pҐ ett stormande hav |
och tro mig, jag har velat st¤vja vinden |
Det ¤r kyligt h¤r i natt, |
n¤r Stockholm kysser mig pҐ kinden |
(translation) |
No one glitters like you Stockholm, |
no one has attracted me like you |
You were cool when I came here and you're cooler now |
But I have felt how my steps have made a street here go |
In your rain I got the power I would get |
I have sung your songs, I have dreamed your dreams |
I have denied my sense and I have forgotten my hometown |
I have let you destroy me, I have stomped at your pace |
but now I meet all the words I have said |
I've been sailing on a stormy sea |
and believe me, I have wanted to curb the wind |
It's chilly here tonight, |
when Stockholm kisses me on the cheek |
It's like I've been lying when you ask where I was for everything from |
I'm thrown in the gut, if you're wondering how I feel |
I go down to stavrstaviken and kick autumn leaves with my son |
God bless his little feet wherever they go |
Once I smelled a warm and beautiful home |
I have missed it, despised it and missed it again |
The heat you have to turn off when you unlock your door |
A beautiful day will be nothing like before |
I have sailed with a sinking ship |
and believe me, I have wanted to curb the wind |
It's chilly here tonight, |
when Stockholm kisses me on the cheek |
All visions that have ended here, all dreams that never happened |
A monument has been erected in a throng of road junctions |
for all the idiots who got lost in their faith |
for all strivers without rest |
I've been sailing on a stormy sea |
and believe me, I have wanted to curb the wind |
It's chilly here tonight, |
when Stockholm kisses me on the cheek |
I've been sailing on a stormy sea |
and believe me, I have wanted to curb the wind |
It's chilly here tonight, |
when Stockholm kisses me on the cheek |