Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ancestor (i Ring Part 2), artist - Nephew. Album song Ring—i—Ring, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 26.09.2018
Record label: S Records, Universal Music (Denmark) A
Song language: Danish
Ancestor (i Ring Part 2)(original) |
Ring tilbage til Tony |
Ring tilbage til Pontoppidan |
Den ægte Lord of the Rings |
Som faldt igennem, da han gik på vand |
De var der engang, de er der i dag |
De gør, hva' de altid har gjort |
De ved, hva' vi gør |
Vi gør, hva' vi kan |
Tor-torpedo |
Torpedo mod horisonten |
Et T-kryds malet med sort |
Torpedo gennem horisonten |
Et T-kryds bli’r til et kors |
Runaway, det grønne bli’r gult (det grønne bli’r gult) |
Det gule bli’r rødt (det gule bli’r rødt) |
Vi ta’r noget, der aldrig var vores |
Vi blæser det op |
Mmh, vi har det kun til låns |
Dagene går i ring, i ring |
Ugerne går i ring |
Årene går i ring, i ring |
Og nu går jeg i seng |
Folkeslag kunde uddø og Verdensbyer sporløst forsvinde; |
men saaledes som Vandet |
her klukkede under Baaden, havde det klukket under det første Menneskes første |
Kano, og Lyden |
Vilde gentage sig indtil Dagenes Ende ikke alene her paa Jorden men paa alle |
Himmelrummets Kloder, hvor der overhovedet fandtes Vand og et Øre til at høre |
Det var her min bedstefar, han kørte rundt |
Nu er det min tur |
Det var her min bedstefar, han kørte rundt |
Nu er det min tur |
Det var her min bedstefar, han kørte rundt |
Nu er det min… |
(translation) |
Call Tony |
Call back to Pontoppidan |
The true Lord of the Rings |
Which fell through as he walked on water |
They were there once, they are there today |
They do what they're always done |
They know what we're doing |
We do what we can |
Tor-torpedo |
Torpedo towards the horizon |
A T-cross painted with black |
Torpedo through the horizon |
A T-junction turns into a cross |
Runaway, the green turns yellow (the green turns yellow) |
The yellow turns red (the yellow turns red) |
We take something that was never ours |
We'll blow it up |
Mmh, we only have it on loan |
The days go by in circles, in circles |
The weeks go by |
The years go by in circles, in circles |
And now I go to bed |
Peoples could become extinct and World Cities would disappear without a trace; |
but as the water |
here chuckled under the boat, it had chimed under the first man's first |
Canoe, and the Sound |
Would repeat itself until the end of the days not only here on earth but on everyone |
The Globes of Heaven, where there was water and an ear to hear at all |
This was where my grandfather drove around |
Now it is my turn |
This was where my grandfather drove around |
Now it is my turn |
This was where my grandfather drove around |
Now it's mine… |