Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Billeder Af Hende Part II, artist - Nik & Jay. Album song Novembervej, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Record label: Copenhagen, Universal Music
Song language: Danish
Billeder Af Hende Part II(original) |
I just need to hear a voice |
Don’t really have a choice |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |
Himlen åbner sig for mig, nye dimensioner |
Tingene ta’r form omkring mig, skabeloner |
Smukke farver ligesom klovnefisk i anemoner |
Intet klippekort, jeg flyver gennem alle zoner |
Mindre ildvand, ikk' ligeså mange byture |
Jeg' stadig sendt af sted som en regn af pil' fra flitsbuer |
Scenen er vores nu, månen er vores tilskuer |
Hendes øjne lyser natten op ligesom ildfluer |
Skæve toner finder sammen i en harmoni |
De kæfter op dernede, men jeg hører ikk' deres ramaskrig |
Mine tanker har skabt et galleri |
Men ligemeget hvor jeg kigger hen, er det kun hendes billede, jeg ka' se |
Spirituel, den rette ånd |
Velkommen til fabrikken — hits på samlebånd |
Men det' på tide at gøre arbejdet med venstre hånd |
Og gi' sig hen helt uden at tænk' sig om |
I just need to hear a voice |
Don’t really have a choice |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |
Driver, take me there |
Let’s get out of here |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |
It’s cold out here, she’s giving me warmth, though |
It’s like I’m on top of, top of the mountain |
She’ll sing, my baby |
Girl, ain’t even with me |
This view is amazing, feeling I’m living |
So why am I aching under the moonlight? |
Why am I hardly breathing? |
Girl, ain’t even with me |
Der' okay meget post for tiden, sick stash |
Jeg siger tingene lige ud, se igennem mig — Nik-glass |
Det' ikk' jazz, det vi laver — det' ikk' gas, det vi laver |
Nah, det' bare endnu et smash |
Stadig i wife-beaters |
Stadig i leopard-sneakers |
Stadig stemmen bag manden bag lyden bag bandet |
Bag brandet bag hittet, der kommer ud af dine speakers |
Så du ka' jo nok høre, at karrieren kører |
Jeg stopper ikk' for nogen, før jeg når endestationen |
Og så stod hun der som en anden stemme |
Blot ved at ændre en enkelt ton' |
Så skabte hun harmoni i mit liv |
En melodi, en symfoni, der ikk' er skabt til at beskrive |
Og når jeg stadig er kold som en køledisk |
Er det fordi, min branche den har gjort mig kynisk |
I just need to hear a voice |
Don’t really have a choice |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |
Driver, take me there |
Let’s get out of here |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |
It’s cold out here, she’s giving me warmth, though |
It’s like I’m on top of, top of the mountain |
She’ll sing, my baby |
Girl, ain’t even with me |
This view is amazing, feeling I’m living |
So why am I aching under the moonlight? |
Why am I hardly breathing? |
Girl, ain’t even with me |
Any way the wind blows |
No matter where she goes |
You know she takes me higher |
Any way the wind blows |
No matter where she’ll go |
Baby, you know you take me higher |
I just need to hear a voice |
Don’t really have a choice |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |
(translation) |
I just need to hear a voice |
Don’t really have a choice |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |
The sky opens up to me, new dimensions |
Things are taking shape around me, templates |
Beautiful colors like clownfish in anemones |
No scrapbook, I fly through all zones |
Less fire water, not as many city trips |
I 'still sent off like a rain of arrow' from flash bows |
The stage is ours now, the moon is our spectator |
Her eyes light up at night like fireflies |
Skewed tones find together in a harmony |
They're yelling down there, but I do not hear their outcry |
My thoughts have created a gallery |
But no matter where I look, it's only her picture I can see |
Spiritual, the right spirit |
Welcome to the factory - hits on assembly lines |
But it's time to do the work with the left hand |
And give in completely without thinking about it |
I just need to hear a voice |
Don’t really have a choice |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |
Driver, take me there |
Let’s get out of here |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |
It's cold out here, she's giving me warmth, though |
It’s like I’m on top of, top of the mountain |
She’ll sing, my baby |
Girl, ain’t even with me |
This view is amazing, feeling I’m living |
So why am I aching under the moonlight? |
Why am I hardly breathing? |
Girl, ain’t even with me |
There's a lot of post at the moment, sick stash |
I say things straight out, look through me - Nik glass |
The 'not' jazz, what we do - the 'not' gas, what we do |
Nah, it's just another smash |
Still in wife-beaters |
Still in leopard sneakers |
Still the voice behind the man behind the sound behind the band |
Behind the brand behind the hit that comes out of your speakers |
So you can probably hear that the career is running |
I'll not stop for anyone until I reach the terminus |
And then she stood there like another voice |
Just by changing a single tone ' |
Then she created harmony in my life |
A melody, a symphony that is not created to describe |
And when I'm still cold as a refrigerated counter |
Is it because, my industry it has made me cynical |
I just need to hear a voice |
Don’t really have a choice |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |
Driver, take me there |
Let’s get out of here |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |
It's cold out here, she's giving me warmth, though |
It’s like I’m on top of, top of the mountain |
She’ll sing, my baby |
Girl, ain’t even with me |
This view is amazing, feeling I’m living |
So why am I aching under the moonlight? |
Why am I hardly breathing? |
Girl, ain’t even with me |
Any way the wind blows |
No matter where she goes |
You know she takes me higher |
Any way the wind blows |
No matter where she’ll go |
Baby, you know you take me higher |
I just need to hear a voice |
Don’t really have a choice |
'Cause all that I see |
Is a reflection in my mind |