Tommy Johansson - FATTIG BONDDRÄNG (First Time Reaction)

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@carinarodebak9419 3 ай бұрын

A very beloved song in Sweeen and Tommy did it more than justice.❤ A poor, hardworking farmhand tells about his strenous life.

@azurenojito2251 3 ай бұрын

The Swedish language is so beautiful. I have been studying it for several years and I spent some time in that country of wonderful musical talent too. :) EUROPE forever! :D

@dlind1985 3 ай бұрын

@@azurenojito2251 Welcome! I have to say that I'm so happy I was born in a country where I understand the language.

@mattiasjohansson8664 3 ай бұрын

The song is Poor Farmhand. Written by Astrid Lindgren and Georg Riedel.

@hidudidu 29 күн бұрын

A year or more later, watching you watching Tommy is still one of my favourite things! xD

@sunnysidesofblue 3 ай бұрын

I just love that the Tommy dressed in leopard print is the one singing as God, welcoming the poor, hardworking farmhand to Heaven. XD

@nocturne7371 3 ай бұрын

I was thinking the same thing

@KrystalHarwood-z1b 3 ай бұрын

@@nocturne7371 a Haagel of Valhallah!

@YvonneGBG 3 ай бұрын

Love this song and Tommy does a fantastic version ❤

@lashamana 3 ай бұрын

Tommy Körbergs version of this song: kzbin.info/www/bejne/e4XYgmt_bL6DhrMsi=JT8J917RYElUtk64

@Robinki-eo7nc 3 ай бұрын

Thought you were Swedish... Thought I heard you say "äsch fan" in the last Tommy reaction.

@lashamana 3 ай бұрын

Love your passion 💎

@carlsjoberg4865 3 ай бұрын

thing is, you have to understand what he is singing about. sure, tommy did it verry well, but the important in this song is the text and what he is sining about

@NillaW68 3 ай бұрын

In the livestream he told us, that in the background was a theme from Hollywood playing.

@eddiehesselman3904 3 ай бұрын

Great reaction again 💓 Please also check Floor's cover from Frozen, Let it go Kind regards from the Netherlands ❤

@johankaewberg8162 3 ай бұрын

At the top of the stairs he is portraying God… Because that part of the song is in the words of the same.

@joacimfrobom7057 3 ай бұрын

A song from ” Emil in Lönneberga ” by author Astrid Lindgren, a very much loved childrenbook author here in Sweden😊❤️. Loved your reaction as always!! Glad midsommar and have a very nice summer 😍❤️👍🏻..!!

@lionfromthenorth4580 3 ай бұрын

Great reaction and Happy Midsummer!!🌞🍓🇸🇪🤘🤗🎉😊

@RuthlessMetalYT 3 ай бұрын

It's an old Swedish song written in 1971 about a poor farmhand. Not sure that it has a summer feel since it's about being poor and struggling until the day you die. This is one of those songs that more or less every Swede knows since they were a child.

@paolageraci 3 ай бұрын

1.🎼 2.🏆3.❤

@karinboman6877 3 ай бұрын

continued next year 😃

@katarsett9384 3 ай бұрын

This song has to do with Astrid Lindgren (Pippi Longstocking) It's a folk song, and in the end, it's rather sad! I am a poor peasant, But I'm still alive Days come and go, While I knuckle down Harrows, harrows and ploughs, Mocking, digging and carrying Goes behind my oxen, Shouting, whistling and swearing I am a poor peasant, And I chew my snuff And when Saturday comes, Do I want to get spirits? Then, when I was alive, I want to be tamed and fight Rest with a girl I want too, of course Then, the sun comes, And then our priest wants, That I'm going to church But then I mostly sleep The priest can sleep All Monday, though For a poor peasant, Starting the knuckle again. That's how the whole week goes, All days and years I walk with my scythe, And I plow and sow I drive my oxen And I rake my hay, Harrows, gnomes and thralls, And finally I will die Standing there, poor peasant, Next to Heaven's Gate A little scared and sad For the sins I committed One should not drink, Keep up with girls and fight The Lord God in Heaven, Dissatisfied, of course But, then the Lord says: Poor peasant, come here! I have seen your aspiration And your eternal toil Therefore, poor peasant, Are you welcome here? Therefore, poor peasant, When will you be me? And I, poor peasant, Standing so still before God And then he dresses me The most snow-white screw Now you, says the Lord, Is your work done Now you, poor peasant, Now you get to rest!

@johangunnstedt4268 3 ай бұрын

Not Pippi!!! Its Emil i Lönneberga .. The man who sings it is called Alfred (Björn Gustafson)

@katarsett9384 3 ай бұрын

@@johangunnstedt4268 Herregud, jag vet! Jag skrev Pippi som en referens till Astrid Lindgren för det är det enda som Engelskspråkiga vet om henne! Jag menade INTE att sången var från Pippi Longstocking. 👍

@irisradinger1632 3 ай бұрын

Thank you! 😊

@irisradinger1632 3 ай бұрын

@@katarsett9384 Here in Germany they changed the name to Michel. So the title was Michel aus Lönneberga. 😊

@bengtolsson5436 3 ай бұрын

@@katarsett9384 men det var ett viktigt påpekande för att det framgick inte att det var så. Bara för du vet, så gör inte alla det!

@jonasjohnsson2130 3 ай бұрын

Glad Midsommar !

@kanvara9514 3 ай бұрын

Google translate.. sorry ;) "I am a poor peasant, But I'm still alive Days come and go, While I knuckle down Harrows, harrows and ploughs, Mocking, digging and carrying Goes behind my oxen, Shouting, whistling and swearing I am a poor peasant, And I chew my snuff And when Saturday comes, Do I want to get high? Then, when I was alive, I want to be tamed and fight Rest with a girl I want too, of course Then, the sun comes, And then our priest wants, That I'm going to church But then I mostly sleep The priest can sleep All Monday, though For a poor peasant, Starting the knuckle again. That's how the whole week goes, All days and years I walk with my scythe, And I plow and sow I drive my oxen And I rake my hay, Harrows, gnomes and thralls, And finally I will die Standing there, poor peasant, Next to Heaven's Gate A little scared and sad For the sins I committed One should not sup, Keep up with girls and fight The Lord God in Heaven, Dissatisfied, of course But, then the Lord says: Poor peasant, come here! I have seen your striving And your eternal toil Therefore, poor peasant, Are you welcome here? Therefore, poor peasant, When will you be me? And I, poor peasant, Standing so still before God And then he dresses me The most snow-white screw Now you, says the Lord, Is your work done Now you, poor peasant, Now you get to rest" It is from Emil från Lönneberga of Astrid Lindgren. Glad midsommar!

@joacimfrobom7057 3 ай бұрын

Tack!

@Perisa79 3 ай бұрын

@playagain963 Here is the English translation of the song (Fattig Bonddräng..) POOR PESANT I am a poor peasant but I'm still alive. Days come and go, while I knuckle down, harrows, harrows and ploughs, mochas, digs and bears, go after my oxen, shouting, whistling and swearing. I am a poor peasant and I chew my snuff, and when saturday comes I want to get drunk. Then, when I was alive, I want to be tamed and fight, rest with a girl I want too, of course. Then comes the probe and then our priest wants, that I'm going to the choir but then I mostly sleep. The priest can sleep all monday though for a poor peasant starts the knuckle again. That's how the whole week goes all days and years, I go with my scythe and I plow and sow. I drive my oxen and I rake my hay, harrows, gnomes and thralls, and finally I shall die. Standing there, poor peasant, by heaven's gate, a little scared and less for the sins I have committed. One should not sup, kept with girls and fighting. Lord God in heaven is of course dissatisfied. But then the Lord says: Poor peasant, come here! I have seen your striving and your eternal toil. Therefore, poor peasant, are you welcome here Therefore, poor peasant, when will you be with me And I, poor peasant, stand so still before God, and then he dresses me the most snow-white screw. Now you, says the Lord, is your work done. Now you, poor peasant, now you can rest.

@TheGruspastej 3 ай бұрын

Many errors in this translation but catches the core meaning.

@Templarofsteel88 23 сағат бұрын

@@TheGruspastejone is that it is poor farmhand, not peasant.

@madamehussein 3 ай бұрын

These are the approximate lyrics: I'm a poor farmhand, But I live on, you know Days pass by and come again, As I toil and I hoe Harrowing, sowing, plowing, Shoveling, digging the dirt Behind my oxen walking, Whistling, swearing, it hurts I'm a poor farmhand, And I chew on my snuff And when Saturday comes, I want to get tough Then, when I'm merry, I want to brawl and fight Rest with a girl Would also feel right Then comes Sunday, And our priest does insist, That I should be in church But I mostly resist The priest can sleep through All Monday, it's fair But for a poor farmhand, The work's always there. So goes all the week, Every day and year I go with my scythe, And I plow and I sear I drive my oxen, And I stack up my hay, Harrowing, slogging, laboring, Until I die one day Standing there, poor farmhand, At Heaven's gate A little scared and saddened For the sins on my slate You shouldn't drink, Nor fight nor flirt The Lord God in Heaven, Must be feeling hurt But then says the Lord: Poor farmhand, come near! I've seen your striving And your toil year by year So, poor farmhand, You are welcome here So, poor farmhand, Stay close, never fear And I, poor farmhand, Stand still before God And then He clothes me In the whitest robe Now you, says the Lord, Your work is all done Now you, poor farmhand, Now your rest has begun (Through chatGPT)

@Templarofsteel88 23 сағат бұрын

Look up a real translation instead, that one is closer to a missheard lyrics one.

@madamehussein 23 сағат бұрын

@@Templarofsteel88 I chose to keep the rythm, the rhymes, the feel and the general theme of the song rather than making a literal translation. There is no art in just using google translate.