Текст песни Бергтора - Почему не летают ежи

By rope, on a rope, on a chain
Year after year we lose their bumps
What should I do what I don't know
I'm losing my heart too

if not, it would be different
If it is, exactly someone will pay
Only a girlfriend - more than one! -
pours and pulls my body for the third year

etc.
Why don't hedgehog fly, say?!
Why, answer, why!
why am I again alone in silence
Tram rails I go (2 p)

I sat at the table with English Lord
there was that Lord not an eccentric and not freak
But the gatekeeper turned out to be a subdeen
The testament stole he in front of the lord

I'll go away at this stop again
There is no pocket even fucking carrot!
Only the driver will fit me the door nose
to answer the eternal unskilled question