Umuligt - Basim

Umuligt, umuligt

Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt

Ingen troed', hun vil' kom' tilbage

Hun si’r, jeg' bedre end de andre på min' dårlig' dage

De si’r, det' luksus, for mig er det helt normalt

Og jeg ved lige præcis, hva' hun gern' vil ha'

Og hun føler den, når hun gør sig klar

Hun gør sig klar på lidt rum-du-du-dumba

Hun si’r, hun ta’r i cinema med sin' veninder

Hun laver movie med mig

Hun si’r, hun ikk' er typen, der vil lær' af sin' fejl

Hun ringer til mig, si’r, at hun er på vej

Habibi, jeg vil ønsk', jeg ku' sig', «nej»

Men det' så svært for mig, way ye

Hun si’r, hun ikk' er typen, der vil lær' af sin' fejl

Hun ringer til mig, si’r, at hun er på vej

Habibi, jeg vil ønsk', jeg ku' sig', «nej»

Lige så snart hun kommer ind ad døren, vil hun aldrig hjem

For hun troed' ikk', at nogle ku' gør hend' varm igen

Og nu' hun mundlam, ay

For hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt

Det går wili-wili-wili i hendes seng

Som melodier hun ikk' ka' få ud af hovedet igen

Og nu' hun mundlam

Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt

Hun vil vær' på toppen ligesom Tanger

Synger: «Uh-la-la», som en fra Franca

Hun ligner Harraga — endt i Spania

Hun lever livet farligt, for hun tog chancer

Og hun føler den når hun gør sig klar

Hun gør sig klar på lidt rum-du-du-dumba

Hun si’r, hun ta’r i cinema med sin' veninder

Hun laver movie med mig

Hun si’r, hun ikk' er typen, der vil lær' af sin' fejl

Hun ringer til mig, si’r, at hun er på vej

Habibi, jeg vil ønsk', jeg ku' sig', «nej»

Men det' så svært for mig, way ye

Hun si’r, hun ikk' er typen, der vil lær' af sin' fejl

Hun ringer til mig, si’r, at hun er på vej

Habibi, jeg vil ønsk', jeg ku' sig', «nej»

Lige så snart hun kommer ind ad døren, vil hun aldrig hjem

For hun troed' ikk', at nogle ku' gør hend' varm igen

Og nu' hun mundlam, ay

For hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt

Det går wili-wili-wili i hendes seng

Som melodier hun ikk' ka' få ud af hovedet igen

Og nu' hun mundlam

Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt

(Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt, ja

Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt)

Hun si’r, hun har det helt perfekt herhjem' på min sofa

Jeg sværger, jeg har det perfekt med, hun ligger på min sofa

Og hun føler den, når hun gør sig klar

Hun gør sig klar på lidt rum-du-du-dumba

Hun si’r, hun er i cinema med sin' veninder

Hun laver movie med mig

Lige så snart hun kommer ind ad døren, vil hun aldrig hjem

For hun troed' ikk', at nogle ku' gør hend' varm igen

Og nu' hun mundlam, ay

For hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt

Det går wili-wili-wili i hendes seng

Som melodier hun ikk' ka' få ud af hovedet igen

Og nu' hun mundlam

Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt

Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt, ja

Ja, for hun troed', det var umuligt, umuligt

Impossible, impossible

Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible

No one thought 'she will' come 'back

She says I'm better than the others on my 'bad' days

They say it's a luxury, for me it's perfectly normal

And I know exactly what 'she' would like '

And she feels it when she gets ready

She gets ready for a little space-you-you-dumba

She says she's going to the movies with her friends

She's making a movie with me

She says she's not the type to learn from her mistakes

She calls me, says she's on her way

Habibi, I want ', I could' say ', «no»

But it's so hard for me, way ye

She says she's not the type to learn from her mistakes

She calls me, says she's on her way

Habibi, I want ', I could' say ', «no»

As soon as she walks in the door, she will never go home

For she 'did not think' that some cows 'make her' hot again

And now she's speechless, ay

For she thought 'it was impossible, impossible

It goes wili-wili-wili in her bed

As tunes she does not 'ka' get out of her head again

And now she's speechless

Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible

She wants to be on top just like Tangier

Sings: "Uh-la-la", like one from Franca

She looks like Harraga - ended up in Spain

She lives life dangerously because she took chances

And she feels it when she gets ready

She gets ready for a little space-you-you-dumba

She says she's going to the movies with her friends

She's making a movie with me

She says she's not the type to learn from her mistakes

She calls me, says she's on her way

Habibi, I want ', I could' say ', «no»

But it's so hard for me, way ye

She says she's not the type to learn from her mistakes

She calls me, says she's on her way

Habibi, I want ', I could' say ', «no»

As soon as she walks in the door, she will never go home

For she 'did not think' that some cows 'make her' hot again

And now she's speechless, ay

For she thought 'it was impossible, impossible

It goes wili-wili-wili in her bed

As tunes she does not 'ka' get out of her head again

And now she's speechless

Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible

(Yes, because she thought ', it was impossible, impossible, yes

Yes, because she thought ', it was impossible, impossible)

She says, 'She's perfectly fine at home' on my couch

I swear, I'm fine, she's lying on my couch

And she feels it when she gets ready

She gets ready for a little space-you-you-dumba

She says she's in the cinema with her friends

She's making a movie with me

As soon as she walks in the door, she will never go home

For she 'did not think' that some cows 'make her' hot again

And now she's speechless, ay

For she thought 'it was impossible, impossible

It goes wili-wili-wili in her bed

As tunes she does not 'ka' get out of her head again

And now she's speechless

Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible

Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible, yes

Yes, because she thought 'it was impossible, impossible