| Originale | An essay for an English adaptation of the song
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| SÅDAN ER KAPITALISMEN | CAPITALISM |
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| Hun var fattig, men så ærlig | She was poor but respectable, |
| hun var barndomshjemmets pryd. | The pride of her parents' home. |
| Men en rigmand blev begærlig | A rich man cast his eyes on her |
| og så tog han hendes dyd. | And took, yes, her maidenhead. |
| Sådan er kapitalismen, | See, this is capitalism, |
| utak er de armes løn | 'tis the way they pay the poor. |
| det' de riges paradis, men | For the rich it's like paradise, |
| jeg syn's fan'me det er synd. | But I think, damn, all this sucks. |
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| Da på ballet hun var gået | One fine day she went to theater, |
| traf hun ham på pigejagt. | There was one hunting for gals. |
| Hun sae: jeg har aldrig fået noget, | Said: “Let's see if I get some money”, |
| det sku' hun aldrig ha' sagt. | She'd regret all this one day. |
| Sådan er kapitalismen, | See, this is capitalism, |
| utak er de armes løn | 'tis the way they pay the poor. |
| det' de riges paradis, men | For the rich it's like paradise, |
| jeg syn's fan'me det er synd. | But I think, damn, all this sucks. |
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| Hun tog toget ind til staden | To forget her fall into sin |
| for at skjule sit syndefald, | She took a train to the town; |
| nu går hun og trækker på gaden, | Now she walks a number of streets, |
| fire kroner for et knald. | Four krones for a pretty fuck. |
| Sådan er kapitalismen, | See, this is capitalism, |
| utak er de armes løn | 'tis the way they pay the poor. |
| det' de riges paradis, men | For the rich it's like paradise, |
| jeg syn's fan'me det er synd. | But I think, damn, all this sucks. |
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| Se det lille hus med stråtag, | See that small straw-roofed cottage |
| hvor hendes gamle moder bor, | Where her old mother does dwell; |
| æder kaviar med velbehag, | Now she's haughty and eats caviar |
| lever fedt af dat'rens hor. | Thanks to her daughter's whoredom. |
| Sådan er kapitalismen, | See, this is capitalism, |
| utak er de armes løn | 'tis the way they pay the poor. |
| det' de riges paradis, men | For the rich it's like paradise, |
| jeg syn's fan'me det er synd. | But I think, damn, all this sucks. |
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| Pigen trækker nu på Strøget | She walks Strøget dress'd in tulle |
| klædt i laktaske og tyll. | With a patent leather bag, |
| Hun er havnet helt i møget | Well yes, she's ended up in shit |
| det' det rige møgsvins skyld. | For all those rich fuckin' pigs. |
| Sådan er kapitalismen, | See, this is capitalism, |
| utak er de armes løn | 'tis the way they pay the poor. |
| det' de riges paradis, men | For the rich it's like paradise, |
| jeg syn's fan'me det er synd. | But I think, damn, all this sucks. |
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| Hun har ligtorne på halen, | Her ass is bruised by spanking, |
| hun har fnat og det de ved | She got itch, mange, everyone knows; |
| så hun springer i kanalen, | So she jumped into a canal, |
| slut med hor ja ded var ded. | Stop with whoring, an' that's all. |
| Sådan er kapitalismen, | See, this is capitalism, |
| utak er de armes løn | 'tis the way they pay the poor. |
| det' de riges paradis, men | For the rich it's like paradise, |
| jeg syn's fan'me det er synd. | But I think, damn, all this sucks. |
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| De trak hende op af dyndet, | They pick'd her up from muddy water |
| pjaskvåd, viklet ind i tang | All soaked, covered with seaweed; |
| hun er død for hun har syndet | Killed by her dive into sin, |
| men hun rejste sig og sang: | But then she rose up and sang: |
| Sådan er kapitalismen, | See, this is capitalism, |
| utak er de armes løn | 'tis the way they pay the poor. |
| det' de riges paradis, men | For the rich it's like paradise, |
| jeg syn's fan'me det er synd. | But I think, damn, all this sucks! |
