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All right. :) I'm not that interested in wrestling either.

As I'm not very familiar with the genre, it may not be deathy enough. But here's the translation:

A Trip to Sauna

I dove into the water
Black as oblivion
Crows were croaking threateningly
And flew over my head
I looked somber
Like a two-year-old riding a fish
Thunder roared
And I nearly fried in the waves
But it was actually a fighter plane

On the way back, I lost my unmentionables

100% non-quality stuff! :D My relatives also liked my performance of the song, I can't do cookie monster, but I tried to recite it menacingly!
 
To me, it's more (21st century) black than death, but you're the author after all :ok:
And I hope your parents don't pour you even smaller portions next time.
 
Magnus said:
To me, it's more (21st century) black than death, but you're the author after all :ok:
And I hope your parents don't pour you even smaller portions next time.
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I took a risk describing it as death, because I knew this place is full of experts! :bigsmile: And my relatives cunningly had wine late at night on other nights, because they know I don't drink it that late, or I get vertigo. :D
 
CriedWhenBrucieLeft said:
What are your "unmentionables"?
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Wasn't sure if that was the right translation. :bigsmile: It's not always a good idea to explain lyrics, but since it's not really such a big deal this time, I may mention that after the sauna, I noticed my knickers were missing. I thought I had dropped them on the path for everyone to see when I was carrying my clothes. Fortunately I had left them at the sauna. :D
 
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