Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blodrøde Øjne (Akustisk), artist - Rasmus Walter. Album song Lige Her Lige Nu, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 17.11.2013
Record label: Playground Music Scandinavia
Song language: Danish
Blodrøde Øjne (Akustisk)(original) |
hun går rundt med blodrøde øjne |
ja hun kigger sig lidt omkring |
efter nattens sidste blik |
før dagen kommer med sit |
alt for afslørende ansigt |
og viser frem |
alle de ting hun skjuler |
med tunge skuldre |
og rastløse tanker |
et hjerte der banker |
uden rytme |
under byens larm |
er der fuldstændig stille nu |
og når den sidste sjæl er forsvundet |
står hun og griner |
under byens stille larm |
hvor natten brænder ud |
har hun gået længe |
gået lidt i ring |
dage tabt på gulvet |
bliver aldrig rigtig noget |
dage, der bare forsvinder |
og bli’r til lange lange nætter |
hun går rundt med ødelagte støvler |
hun står og svajer lidt |
før hun falder baglæns |
ja, for enden af natten |
strejfer hun lidt omkring |
ja hun vandrer hvileløst rundt |
i søvnløse nætter |
under byens stille larm |
hvor natten brænder ud |
har hun gået længe |
gået lidt i ring |
dage tabt på gulvet |
bliver aldrig rigtig noget |
dage der bare forsvinder |
og bli’r til lange lange nætter |
(translation) |
she walks around with blood-red eyes |
yes she looks around a bit |
after the last glance of the night |
before the day comes with its |
too revealing face |
and shows off |
all the things she hides |
with heavy shoulders |
and restless thoughts |
a heart beating |
without rhythm |
during the city noise |
is completely quiet now |
and when the last soul has disappeared |
she stands and laughs |
under the quiet noise of the city |
where the night burns out |
has she gone a long time |
gone a little in the ring |
days lost on the floor |
never really becomes anything |
days that just disappear |
and stays for long long nights |
she walks around with broken boots |
she stands and sways a little |
before she falls backwards |
yes, at the end of the night |
she wanders around a bit |
yes she wanders restlessly around |
in sleepless nights |
under the quiet noise of the city |
where the night burns out |
has she gone a long time |
gone a little in the ring |
days lost on the floor |
never really becomes anything |
days that just disappear |
and stays for long long nights |