Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lille Sky, artist - Pede B. Album song Gøgeungen, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.08.2020
Record label: PB
Song language: Danish
Lille Sky(original) |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Så jeg' klar parat til start og så væk i en fart |
Jeg' på min egen sky, i min egen by |
Svæver rundt og spiller dum som om jeg ejede at fly |
Jeg' ude af synsvidden for dem, det' den blinde vinkel |
Forsvundet fuldstændig som en cd single |
Mldte mig ud, ud af musikken, ud af samfundet |
Udfyldt blanketten, sendte den ind helt afstumpet |
Tog alt med mit navn på og fik det brændt på bålet |
Måt' søge op af da jeg følte jeg ramte lavpunktet |
Så nu' jeg i de højere luftlag |
Hvis folk tror de kan stjæle min plads i solen kan de skrup' af |
Lever skjult så de har intet sammenligningsgrundlag |
For hvad man ikke ved har man som bekendt ikke ondt af |
Jeg' på min egen raket, ud mod kosmos |
Uden bremser, faldskærm eller stopklods |
Vil de mig noget kan de skrive til min postboks |
Indtil da gi’r jeg hverken en-to eller tolv fucks |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Så jeg' klar parat til start og så væk i en fart |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Så jeg' klar parat til start og så væk i en fart |
Kigger stadig søgende, ud over byen mæt |
De sover dybt ind, er jeg over skyen igen |
Stadig rygende, flyvende, helt ude af syne |
Du kan ikk' se mig, det' det jeg mener |
Du' ikk' ligesom mig, du' ikk' i det her luftlag |
Hvis jeg ku' vise dig vejen ville du sikkert stå af |
For den her duft i mit bageri er kun for de særlige |
De underlige, mærkelige, der' værd at bide mærke i |
Det' derfor jeg kan snakke med en hver |
Ham der' partner i Mærsk og ham der pakker et jern |
De ved allesammen jeg ikk' bare praler, jeg er |
For jeg har været, har gjort, har set, har sværget |
Så nu' jeg op' på de her langsomme skyer |
Uden larm for mine ører, det' kun mig som jeg hører |
La' ikk' andre forstyrre når jeg vandrer på skyerne |
Og tankerne flyver til banken i 20'erne |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Så jeg' klar parat til start og så væk i en fart |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Langt væk fra den her klode for det mode at være psyko |
Så jeg' klar parat til start og så væk i en fart |
(translation) |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
So I 'ready ready to start and looked away in a hurry |
I 'on my own cloud, in my own city |
Hovering around and playing dumb as if I owned flying |
I 'out of sight of them, it' the blind spot |
Disappeared completely as a CD single |
Mldte me out, out of the music, out of the community |
Filled out the form, sent it in completely blunt |
Took everything with my name on and got it burned on the fire |
Must 'seek out when I felt I hit the low point |
So now I'm in the higher air layers |
If people think they can steal my place in the sun they can scrub off |
Live hidden so they have no basis for comparison |
As you know, you do not feel sorry for what you do not know |
I 'on my own rocket, towards the cosmos |
Without brakes, parachute or stop block |
If they want me something they can write to my mailbox |
Until then, I give neither one-two nor twelve fucks |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
So I 'ready ready to start and looked away in a hurry |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
So I 'ready ready to start and looked away in a hurry |
Still looking searching, beyond the city full |
They sleep deep in, I'm over the cloud again |
Still smoking, flying, completely out of sight |
You can not see me, that's what I mean |
You 'ikk' like me, you 'ikk' in this air layer |
If I could show you the way, you would probably get off |
For this scent in my bakery is only for the special ones |
The weird, weird ones that're worth noticing |
That's why I can talk to anyone |
The one who's a partner in Maersk and the one who packs an iron |
They all know I'm not just bragging, I am |
For I have been, have done, have seen, have sworn |
So now I 'up' on these slow clouds |
Without noise to my ears, it 'only me as I hear |
Do not 'let' others disturb when I walk on the clouds |
And thoughts fly to the bank in the 20s |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
So I 'ready ready to start and looked away in a hurry |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
Far away from this globe for the fashion of being a psycho |
So I 'ready ready to start and looked away in a hurry |