Bastard sønn

Bastard son

Hadde eg hatt en pensel sko eg malt en annen klangIf I had had a paint brush, I would have painted another tone
Blitza opp ditt smil like bredt som mitt er langtBrushed up your smile just as wide as mine is long
Du har beholdt ditt blikk men eg har fått ditt temperamentYou kept your look, but I got your temper
Du kledde deg i kvitt men du var trist som en sangYou dressed in white, but you were as sad as a song
  
Og det som kunne ha vært så romantiskAnd what could have been so romantic
det som sko vært din presangwhat should have been your present
Du sa du måtte holda på med det som var dittYou said you had to deal with what was yours
at eg måtte finne noge nytt så sko bli mittthat I had to find something else that should become mine
Kver til vårt, kver til sittTo each ours, to each his own
  
Eg har måttet gått så langsomtI had to walk so slowly
Eg har heller ikkje komt så langt såI haven't really gotten very far
Men eg har hørt at i Himmelen får eg lønnBut I heard that I'll get my pay in Heaven
Eg er din bastard sønnI'm your bastard son
Eg har måttet gått og bantI had to go swearing
og eg har ennå ikkje fått et navnand I still haven't gotten a name
Men eg har hørt at i Himmelen får eg lønnBut I heard that I'll get my pay in Heaven
skjønt det som regel er etter sjønn du blir dømteven though you're usually evaluated based on judgment
Eg har nesten ikkje levd, eg har bare rømtI have hardly lived, I lived on the run
Eg er din bastard sønnI'm your bastard son
  
Men når eg satt i fengsel vett eg gutten blei til mannBut when I did time in prison I know the boy turned into a man
Tida stod like stilt som dagen var langTime was standing still just like the day was long
Og alle tilbakeblikk såg eg i svart kvittAnd I saw all flashbacks in black and white
og når eg såg fram blei blikket bare blanktand when I looked ahead, my view turned blank
  
Det som kunne vært ditt ansiktWhat could have been your face
det som kunne gjort løgnen sannwhat could have turned the lie into truth
Han som var din mann ga deg en drømHe who was your man gave you a dream
Det som var en drøm ga deg en løgnWhat was a dream gave you a lie
men det var du som gjorde meg til din bastard sønnbut it was you who turned me into your bastard son


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