Smuglarin
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Eg eri smuglari baby!
Eg beri bíbliur til Kina,
Og tað er soleiðis eg brúki mína frítíð.

200 kilo av smuglara góðsi,
Tað er trúðar imperialisma baby!

Smugling er mítt lív,
Smugling er mítt kall,
Eg bróti lóginar úti í heimi,
Átta ferð yvir um markið um dagin,
Hatta er trúðar imperialisma baby!
Ìsakaldi smuglari úti í heimi.
Trúðar imperialisma baby!





Frítíðar smuglari í kina baby!
Hatta er trúðar imperialisma baby!

Overall Meaning

The song "Smuglarin" by 200s is an anthem of a smuggler. The lyrics convey that the singer is a smuggler who brings Bibles to China in his free time. He is proud of being a smuggler and sees it as his calling. He also smuggles 200 kilos of goods, which he refers to as the "goodies of imperialist." The singer believes that smuggling is his life and breaks the law consistently while continuously crossing over the boundaries. His activities are unethical and criminal, but he does it all for a cause he believes in, which he refers to as "the imperialism baby."


In essence, the song depicts the character of a man who is a rebel, who is willing to risk everything he has to make a stand against the unjust political and societal constraints. The lyrics show that he is passionate about the cause and not afraid to take matters into his own hands. Moreover, the song illustrates the unjust systems that some people feel compelled to act against and the lengths they are willing to go to make a difference.


Line by Line Meaning

Eg eri smuglari baby!
I am a smuggler, baby!


Eg beri bíbliur til Kina,
I carry bibles to China,


Og tað er soleiðis eg brúki mína frítíð.
And that's how I use my free time.


200 kilo av smuglara góðsi,
200 kilos of smuggled goods,


Tað er trúðar imperialisma baby!
That's the imperialism's greed, baby!


Smugling er mítt lív,
Smuggling is my life,


Smugling er mítt kall,
Smuggling is my calling,


Eg bróti lóginar úti í heimi,
I break the laws out in the world,


Átta ferð yvir um markið um dagin,
Eight times over the border every day,


Hatta er trúðar imperialisma baby!
That's the imperialism's greed, baby!


Ìsakaldi smuglari úti í heimi.
Ice-cold smuggler out in the world.


Trúðar imperialisma baby!
Imperialism's greed, baby!


Frítíðar smuglari í kina baby!
Leisure-time smuggler in China, baby!


Hatta er trúðar imperialisma baby!
That's the imperialism's greed, baby!




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