Fela Igjen [English translation]

One, and then two, and then three, and then four

And then one, and then two, and then three, and then four

And one, and then two, and then three, and then four

And then one, and then two, and then three and then four

Love makes blind

Until the fiddle smoke

Old notes are played

Of a new string

Hard blow for any fiddler

Both are frail

And elegant

Standing and squeezing pimples

Flexer mini muscles

In the mirror

He can not fail

With that charm there

And gives 100 bucks the rain

Looking for beard and mustache

Should have had a map

Where he stands

Zero findings

But still he still shaves his chin wound

One last check on the hair

Before he falls out the door

Just too late for the tram

Where he runs through the mud

He's still sweating in his hand

The armpits drool

Lactic acid vibrates

Only the legs do not fail

Finally there

soaking

And with the wallet forgotten

He quickly gets the feeling

That this will never happen again

For

She started flirting with handsome men

So I replaced the cow

Got the fiddle again

Now it should not be missing

On ladies and buckles

For he exchanged the cow

Got the fiddle again

One, and then two, and then three, and then four

And then one, and then two, and then three, and then four

And one, and then two, and then three, and then four

And then one, and then two, and then three and then four

Imbued with

Anxiously

Although the type is

Familiar with

Stereotypical girls

But the money problems limit

The selection of ingredients

So the consequence will be

Pretty forgettable

And so masculine

In prime time

In what he tears in

The evening is over

With its own

Love Potion

Coca Cola,

Swirls in your wallet

But maybe it works, man

Keeping your head cool

And hope to get a

On the hook with song

But there is nothing going on

With a lack of money

And good provisions

Then go to the bathroom with a braver man

Which, of course, made the video an overnight sensation

Alexander was not

Interested enough

For this ladies

Elegant man dashes away

What a melodramatic plot

Beaten by its own paradox

But there are lots of lists

For the eternal optimist

For life is a violin

In need of a violinist

She started dating richer men

Well, I replaced the cow

Got the fiddle again

Now it should not be missing

On ladies and buckles

For he exchanged the cow

Got the fiddle again

Okay, new tactics

All good things come in threes

Now he has become both handsome and rich

But that certainly does not help

You are the smith of your own fortune

Fate will never give you peace

Have you first reached the top

Can it just go down

Fiddle has a different tone

Gone on the same bang, time and time again

The road to success can often feel unnecessarily long

And when good advice is expensive,

Can you say that it is luck that you have a lot of tension

Wise from injury, one learns from what has happened

And try again

I brought the prettiest lady to the party

And went with a friend to take a little test

The two left to talk privately

I thought they were just going to have a chat

5 minutes became 10

He became impatient

Had the best friend got a slip

His curiosity led him to the place

Where he had seen them pass by

That which he met just then

He gave the most loose to laugh

For there lay his two nearest

On the floor and clinched

I saw her cuddle with my best friend

So I replaced the cow

Got the fiddle again

Now it should not be missing

On ladies and buckles

For he exchanged the cow

Got the fiddle again

One, and then two, and then three, and then four

And then one, and then two, and then three, and then four

And one, and then two, and then three, and then four

And then one, and then two, and then three and then four

Now it should not be missing

On ladies and buckles

I replaced the cow

Got the fiddle again