Translation of the song Sången han sjöng var min egen artist Lill Lindfors

Swedish

Sången han sjöng var min egen

English translation

The song he sang was mine

Sången han sjöng var min egen

The song he sang was mine

Berättade allt om min tid

It told everything about my time

Sången han sjöng var min egen

The song he sang was mine

Orden var tagna ur mitt liv

The words were taken from my life

Rytmen var mönster på min hud

The rhythm was patterns in my skin

Orden tar tagna ur mitt liv

The words were taken from my life

En sal med hundra mänskor

A hall filled with a hundred people

Vid pianot satt en man

There was a man sitting by the piano

Jag gick igenom salen

I walked through the hall

Och lyssna' litegrann

And listened to some of it

Då plötsligt fanns där sången

Then suddenly the song was there

Min omgivning försvann

Everybody around disappeared

Sången han sjöng var min egen

The song he sang was mine

Berättade allt om min tid

It told everything about my time

Sången han sjöng var min egen

The song he sang was mine

Orden var tagna ur mitt liv

The words were taken from my life

Rytmen var mönster på min hud

The rhythm was patterns in my skin

Orden tar tagna ur mitt liv

The words were taken from my life

Jag stod där som förstenad

I stood there petrified

Hans text var mina ord

His lyrics were my words

Han läste innantill

He read them by heart

Han grävde i min jord

He dug in my soil

Jag bad Snälla, sluta

I asked him to stop

Men han sjöng på och log

But he just kept on singing with a smile

Sången han sjöng var min egen

The song he sang was mine

Berättade allt om min tid

It told everything about my time

Sången han sjöng var min egen

The song he sang was mine

Orden var tagna ur mitt liv

The words were taken from my life

Rytmen var mönster på min hud

The rhythm was patterns in my skin

Orden tar tagna ur mitt liv

The words were taken from my life

Sången han sjöng var min egen

The song he sang was mine

Berättade allt om min tid

It told everything about my time

Sången han sjöng var min egen

The song he sang was mine

Orden var tagna ur mitt liv

The words were taken from my life

Rytmen var mönster på min hud

The rhythm was patterns in my skin

Orden tar tagna ur mitt liv

The words were taken from my life

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