Den Lille Løgn - Sanne Salomonsen

Villavej en mørk entré

Det et møde han skal til

Sir' han mens han går fobi

Angsten som han ikke ser

Som hun står i døren der

Så fuld af ord hun ikk tør sig

Mørket falder byen kalder

Røde lygter som han flygter mod

Bare han ku' se at

Ref:

Hans lille hem’lighed

Den lille løgn han lever med

Det den der skiller dem ad

Han lille hem’lighed

Den lille løgn han lever med

Forvandler kærlighed til had

Våde gader i han bil

Det de sultne piger til

For at gi ham hvad han vil

Griber pengene og gør

Det han tror hun ikke tør

Hende han aldrig turde spør'

Mørket falder …

Hans lille hem’lighed…

Natten er så lang i kolde stuer

Hvor hun går hvileløst omkring

Den store tomme seng han kommer sent igen

Men når han kommer hjem så skal løgnen frem

Hans lille hem’lighed.

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Villavej a dark entrance

The one meeting he has to go to

Sir' he while walking phobia

The fear that he does not see

As she stands in the door there

So full of words she doesn't dare

Darkness falls, the city calls

Red lights that he flees towards

Only he could see that

Ref:

His little secret

The little lie he lives with

That's what separates them

He little secret

The little lie he lives with

Turns love into hate

Wet streets in he car

That the hungry girls for

To give him what he wants

Grab the money and do

What he thinks she doesn't dare

Her he never dared to ask'

Darkness falls…

His little secret...

The night is so long in cold living rooms

Where she walks restlessly

The big empty bed he comes late again

But when he comes home, the lie must come out

His little secret.

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