Det finst ei trapp som går ner til en kjeller
Den er så trang at du må gå sidelengs
Og på veggen henger tjukt med bilder
av folk som har gått ner, men som ingen ser igjen
For Marcello sin kjeller er ingen vanlig kjeller
Det har vært 100 mann der nere på en gong
Det står et bord midt på golvet, midt på bordet
en revolver og på den står det made in Hong Kong
Halleluja

Her er det russisk rullett kvar fredag
og på søndag skal det vær konfirmasjon
Fru Conradas har gitt klar beskjed, på søndag kl. 12
vil hu ikkje sjå en dråpe blod
Men Marcello er fine når han drikker
For det er hans vin, det er hans damer og hans dans
Han er en sjarmør, og hans like fins ikkje
Alt og alle i den kjelleren er hans
Halleluja

Og for at stemningå skal bli endå meir russisk der nere
har de fått tak i ei russisk ballerina
Hu danse polka på den tradisjonelle måten
så får hu en hundrelapp for å holde kjeft til neste fredag
Ja humøret i Marcello sin kjeller er upåklagelig
Du er klam og du er svett når du går der i frå
Og dei som ikkje klarer å stå distansen
dei kan ikkje vær medlem av resistansen
Halleluja


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    General CommentGreat song, I'm Swedish so I understand the most of the lyrics.
    Kurreon April 15, 2006   Link
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    General CommentCould you translate?
    IamHopeon October 25, 2006   Link
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    General CommentThe Resistance (roughly translated)

    There are stairs that lead down to a basement
    It's so narrow that you must walk sideways
    And on the wall hang a bunch of pictures
    Of people that have gone down, never to be seen again
    Cause Marcellos basement is no ordinary basement
    There has been a 100 men down there at once
    There is a table on the middle of the floor, on the middle of the table
    a revolver and it's labeled Made in HongKong
    Hallelujah

    There's russian roulette here each friday
    and sunday there's a confirmation
    Mrs Conradas has made it very clear, on sunday 12 o'clock
    She doesn't want to see a drop of blood
    But Marcello is fine(?) when he drinks
    Cause it's his wine, it's his women and his dance
    He's a charmeur, and he has no equal
    Everything and everyone in this basement is his
    Hallelujah

    And so the atmosphere gets even more russian down there
    The have got hold of a russian ballerina
    She dances polka the traditional way
    Then she gets hundred bucks to keep her mouth shut till next friday
    Yes, the atmosphere in Marcellos basement can't be complained about
    You're clammy and you're sweaty when you leave
    And those who can't walk the distance
    They can't become members of the Resistance
    Hallelujah


    This is terrible in english (and my transaltion doesn't really make it any better:P).
    wertoion February 23, 2007   Link
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    General Commentoh, I like the translation! It's an interesting sort of story. The tone of this song is fantastic.
    music_sceneon February 27, 2007   Link

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