Ögon av is - Ratata

Jag ker gatan fram

En sista gng jag ser

Den stad som var’t mitt hem

Sen aldrig ngonsin mer

Dr borta str en man

Jag undrar vems r han?

Han kunde va min vn

Till tusen andra mn

(ref)ja, hennes gon r av is

Dom sger allt och ingenting

Ja hon har gon av is

Att sitta bakom glas

Och se p det som sker

Att knna stadens puls

Inget kan ge mig mer

En flicka ser en man

Och han r kldd i svart

Jag ser den flickan ler

Vad drmde hon inatt, h inatt

(ref)ja, hennes gon r av is

Dom sger allt och ingenting

Den flickan har gon av is

Jag ker gatan fram

Frn alla mina kval

Att lmna det jag har

Det var mitt eget val, h mitt val

(ref)ja, hennes gon r av is…

I drive down the street

One last time I see

The city that was my home

Then never ever again

Away there is a man

I wonder who he is?

He could be my friend

To a thousand other mn

(ref) yes, her gon r of ice

They say everything and nothing

Yes she has gon of ice

To sit behind glass

And look at what is happening

To feel the pulse of the city

Nothing can give me more

A girl sees a man

And he's dressed in black

I see that girl smiling

What was she dreaming last night, h tonight

(ref) yes, her gon r of ice

They say everything and nothing

That girl has gon of ice

I drive down the street

From all my qualifications

To leave what I have

It was my own choice, h my choice

(ref) yes, her gon r of ice…