Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 3:ans spårvagn genom ljuva livet, artist - Markus Krunegård. Date of issue: 18.12.2020
Song language: Swedish
3:ans spårvagn genom ljuva livet(original) |
| Det var länge sen vi såg varann |
| Länge sen vi prata |
| För till gathörnen kommer ingen tillbaka |
| Vi var Dinky Toys pojkarna som flydde upp på taken |
| Vi tävlade om allt men mest i att va vaken |
| Det var farlig musik |
| Det fanns ingen polis som kunde stoppa oss |
| Det var midsommarafton på lyckliga gatan |
| Jag gick till ett gathörn |
| Och sen gick jag tillbaka |
| Dinky Toys pojkarna har fått sina prinsessor |
| Och det är fullt i bilen |
| Av gitarrer och väskor |
| Så jag tar 3: ans spårvagn |
| Genom ljuva livet igen |
| Spårvagn genom ljuva livet |
| Ljuva livet, ljuva livet |
| Spårvagn genom ljuva livet |
| Ljuva livet, ljuva livet |
| Monika var min när hon |
| Inte va nån annans flicka |
| Hon var 12 och jag var 17 |
| Vi var dödsdömda i lyckan |
| Hon lämna mej för nåt bättre |
| Och när vi möttes igen |
| Hennes ögon i skuggorna var som döden själv |
| Hon tog mina händer och sa att |
| Hon hade läst om mig i tidningen |
| En del gator går åt helvete |
| En del går upp i himlen |
| Människor kommer ingenstans |
| Och människor försvinner |
| Men jag lovar på mitt hjärta |
| Att jag står fast vid drömmarna |
| Än finns soluppgångarna |
| Och fisken i strömmarna |
| Och nu möts vi igen |
| Nu när minnenas spårvagn rullar hem |
| Spårvagn genom ljuva livet |
| Ljuva livet, ljuva livet |
| Spårvagn genom ljuva livet |
| Ljuva livet, ljuva livet |
| (translation) |
| It was a long time since we saw each other |
| Long time since we talked |
| Because no one comes back to street corners |
| We were the boys of Dinky Toys who escaped to the rooftops |
| We competed for everything but mostly staying awake |
| It was dangerous music |
| There was no police to stop us |
| It was midsummer's eve on the street |
| I went to a street corner |
| And then I went back |
| The Dinky Toys boys have got their princesses |
| And it's full in the car |
| Of guitars and bags |
| So I take the 3rd tram |
| Through sweet life again |
| Tram through sweet life |
| Sweet life, sweet life |
| Tram through sweet life |
| Sweet life, sweet life |
| Monika was mine when she |
| Don't be someone else's girl |
| She was 12 and I was 17 |
| We were doomed to happiness |
| She left me for something better |
| And when we met again |
| Her eyes in the shadows were like death itself |
| She took my hands and said that |
| She had read about me in the newspaper |
| Some streets go to hell |
| A part goes up to heaven |
| People are getting nowhere |
| And people disappear |
| But I promise my heart |
| That I stand by the dreams |
| There are still sunrises |
| And the fish in the streams |
| And now we meet again |
| Now that the tram of memories is rolling home |
| Tram through sweet life |
| Sweet life, sweet life |
| Tram through sweet life |
| Sweet life, sweet life |