Povel Ramel hade en finare frisyr på den tiden, haha, men en väldigt lustig sång. Martin Ljung var så väldigt märklig och bra på sitt sätt, på den tiden.
Martin Ljung hade redan som ung, ett väldigt märkligt utseende, men en extremt rolig och intelligent man. På samma sätt Povel Ramel med sin extremt skickliga musikalitet.
Han var ett underskattat komediskt geni, han anammar mycket av det som blev 70-talets brittiska humor. Mycket sketch, smink och klädsel för att helt enkelt bjuda på sig själv i alla möjliga situationer. Men ja, han såg ut att vara 50 redan vid 20 med både huvudform och rejäla låga frekvenser i rösten. En udda person perfekt att para ihop med en annan udda person, Povel.
Har varit nära att drunkna på Sturebadet. Min broder räddade livet. Jag trodde att jag bottnade i bassängen, men bara nästan. Nu simmar jag som en fisk, självlärt. Ingen har lärt mig att simma, utom jag själv. Det är jag väldigt stolt över, att ha lärt mig själv helt utan hjälp det minsta.
Thank you so much for posting this, and apologies that I'm unable to comment in Swedish. I've never heard of Pavel Ramel before, but I can see he was a big star over there. He was quite good at absorbing musical traditions. I think for this song he must have heard the Golden Gate Quartet or similar group.
Swedish is a Germanic Language, but it is hard to understand for English-speaking people, as well as Ice-landic is hard to understand for Swedes as well. Dutch and Platt-Duetch speaking people understand Swedish the best, apart from Danes and Norwegians of cource. I should understand Icelandic, but only a bit. Sometimes I understand, but then it falls away. I can read road-signs and understand. I Can read Store Signs, but I can not easily talk to them. Even Oslo-Norsk people says West-Norsk from Bergen is hard to understand. Swedish is highly standardized though. I Can talk to a Saami man or woman and there is no problem in the language or understanding. We are allmost 1000 years apart from Icelandic. haha.
By the way, I looked up this song after hearing a little bit of it in the soundtrack of "A Man Called Ove" ("En man som heter Ove"), I had to find out who had made this wonderful music, but I never expected anything as marvelous as this video.
Swedish and Icelandic has become apart in the tíme, as well as Norwegian and Icelandic. Norwegian and Swedish has been more attached, because of the closeness geographically.
Jag var nära att drunkna, men min storebror räddade livet på mig. Nu simmar jag som en fisk i vattnet, och min näsa gör att jag icke får in så mycket vatten i näsan.
Where's the Soap by Pavel Ramel in English You who wander through life, towards an ever distant goal Stop for a moment and ponder: has anyone seen my soap? So tell me, where is the soap, friends? Do you see the soap, friends? Wonder and fear I feel - where where where? I only wonder: where is the soap, brother? Give me the soap, sister! Sweet and tender How bad it is Without soap (Foam, foam, foam) Well well well, well well well If you've got golden brushes, if you've got silver ones Without the soap you'll be just a bathing barbarian You may come perfumed, anointed in expensive oils Without lather, a bum bathes, but that's a word of wisdom So tell me, where is the soap, friends? Do you see the soap, friends? Wonder and fear I feel - where where where? I wonder: where is the soap, brother? Give me the soap, sister! The core should be in the shell What's the matter? Without soap A man's gotta be rich and have money in his bank But in the bath without soap he can consider himself broke (foam) You can liken the whole earth to an enamel washbasin Who are worthless without this cleansing detergent So tell me, where is the soap, friends? Do you see the soap, friends? Wonder and terror I feel - where where where? I wonder: where is the soap, brother? Give me the soap, sister! The body bathes Yet bathes in vain Without soap (foam foam foam) Soap-ellujah! When Susanna was in the bath, to practice swim and curl Scrooge had gone to Babylon to buy soap Liters of champagne in the tub had Madamme Pompadour: Thirty-two when she got in, and thirty three when she got out... So tell me, where is the soap, friends? Do you see the soap, friends? Wonder and terror I feel - where where where? I wonder: where is the soap, brother? Give me the soap, sister! Much may be possible How ridiculous Without soap It was no good (without soap) Nothing to have (without soap) Just cheating (without soap) Was it dirty (without soap) Was it yellow? (No, no, no) Was it blue? (No, no, no) Was it black? (No, no, no) A small checkered soap Tell me, was it long? (No, no, no) Was it short? (No, no, no) An oily soap? (No, no, no) A small chubby soap So tell me, where is the soap, friends? Do you see the soap, friends? Wonder and terror I feel - where where where? I wonder: where is the soap, brother? Give me the soap, sister! Sweet and tender Was it bad Was it crazy Was it crazy It's so weird Without soap!
Vi I Sverige har långt, långt större sinne för humor, än Danskarna och Nordmännen. Långt större. Rovl Vesterlund aka "Marve Fleksnes" kan dock komma in i tävlingen.
De här är ju hur bra som helst. 🥰
Genialiskt 💚
Ingen på hela jorden, kan säga att jag saknar humor, när jag skrattar åt detta. Håll med mig Norrmän och Danskar.
Min farmor brukade sjunga den här för mig🥲 🕊
Povel Ramel var ett geni!
Povel Ramel hade en finare frisyr på den tiden, haha, men en väldigt lustig sång. Martin Ljung var så väldigt märklig och bra på sitt sätt, på den tiden.
Classic Povel.
På samma vis lärde jag mig att cykla själv. Ingen lärde mig att cykla eller att simma, den saken förstod jag och lärde fullständigt själv.
Martin Ljung hade redan som ung, ett väldigt märkligt utseende, men en extremt rolig och intelligent man. På samma sätt Povel Ramel med sin extremt skickliga musikalitet.
Han var ett underskattat komediskt geni, han anammar mycket av det som blev 70-talets brittiska humor. Mycket sketch, smink och klädsel för att helt enkelt bjuda på sig själv i alla möjliga situationer. Men ja, han såg ut att vara 50 redan vid 20 med både huvudform och rejäla låga frekvenser i rösten. En udda person perfekt att para ihop med en annan udda person, Povel.
Har varit nära att drunkna på Sturebadet. Min broder räddade livet. Jag trodde att jag bottnade i bassängen, men bara nästan. Nu simmar jag som en fisk, självlärt. Ingen har lärt mig att simma, utom jag själv. Det är jag väldigt stolt över, att ha lärt mig själv helt utan hjälp det minsta.
Great to find this. Thanks!
Thank you so much for posting this, and apologies that I'm unable to comment in Swedish. I've never heard of Pavel Ramel before, but I can see he was a big star over there. He was quite good at absorbing musical traditions. I think for this song he must have heard the Golden Gate Quartet or similar group.
The young American woman on the airplane was almost forhexed of me, knowing me being from Sweden :)
Swedish is a Germanic Language, but it is hard to understand for English-speaking people, as well as Ice-landic is hard to understand for Swedes as well.
Dutch and Platt-Duetch speaking people understand Swedish the best, apart from Danes and Norwegians of cource.
I should understand Icelandic, but only a bit. Sometimes I understand, but then it falls away.
I can read road-signs and understand. I Can read Store Signs, but I can not easily talk to them.
Even Oslo-Norsk people says West-Norsk from Bergen is hard to understand.
Swedish is highly standardized though. I Can talk to a Saami man or woman and there is no problem in the language or understanding.
We are allmost 1000 years apart from Icelandic. haha.
By the way, I looked up this song after hearing a little bit of it in the soundtrack of "A Man Called Ove" ("En man som heter Ove"), I had to find out who had made this wonderful music, but I never expected anything as marvelous as this video.
The song was credited in the movie to the ”Tvålen Gate Quartet” (Soap Gate Quartet) so yeah, that was most likely the inspiration xD
Tvålelujah :D
En av våra få odödliga klassiker från denna tid.
Tack 😂
kvalitetshumor klassiker me like
Romerska varmluften på Sturebadet var platsen för denna tvagning.
Tystnad. Tvagning!
Hon som steg ut, såg vacker ut. ;)
Nån bör ju göra en bass boosted remix på denna låt.
Bass boost på Martin Ljungs röst skulle skapa ett svart hål
Sökte precis på Soundcloud efter en bass remix hahaha men de fans inget
Går det bra med diskmedel eller schampo
Nej
Kanon!
0:30 var är tvålen
0:45 skum
1:55 tvåleluja
2:46 En fet tvål
1:23 en man ska va förmögen
1:48 att sin lekamen löga lönar föga
Jag lärde mig att simma helt själv uti långgrunda sandstränder.
Jag lärde mig att simma på Gålö, i kallt vatten.
Swedish and Icelandic has become apart in the tíme, as well as Norwegian and Icelandic. Norwegian and Swedish has been more attached, because of the closeness geographically.
Gräsänkling
Oh, vem är flickan som kliver ur som hastigast?
jag vet inte.. 🤔
Ej Bugger på Sturebadet.
Min gymnastiklärare sade till mig, att du får simma 800 meter eller sjunka. Jag simmade 800 meter.
Min f.d. hustru var extremt rädd för vatten, hon tvingades icke simma 800 meter, haha. kanske 25 meter. ;)
Martin Ljungs förhud missade tvålen!
Jag var nära att drunkna, men min storebror räddade livet på mig. Nu simmar jag som en fisk i vattnet, och min näsa gör att jag icke får in så mycket vatten i näsan.
spela valda delar i duscharna på badhuset....
Att lära sig simma i sjön är vackert. Mycket vackert. för annars kan man sjunka till bottnen.
Pro
i found it
en äkta povel
Ingen Engelsktandanade har humor.
Hahahaha suveränt
allt fallerar på synkningen ingen närvaro alls, hoppas bara det var synkat på den tiden iallafall
Fan vad kass du var då. 🤣🤣🤣
Äh, ta å löddra in dig med en tvål istället....
Trams
Where's the Soap by Pavel Ramel in English
You who wander through life, towards an ever distant goal
Stop for a moment and ponder: has anyone seen my soap?
So tell me, where is the soap, friends?
Do you see the soap, friends?
Wonder and fear I feel - where where where?
I only wonder: where is the soap, brother?
Give me the soap, sister!
Sweet and tender
How bad it is
Without soap
(Foam, foam, foam)
Well well well, well well well
If you've got golden brushes, if you've got silver ones
Without the soap you'll be just a bathing barbarian
You may come perfumed, anointed in expensive oils
Without lather, a bum bathes, but that's a word of wisdom
So tell me, where is the soap, friends?
Do you see the soap, friends?
Wonder and fear I feel - where where where?
I wonder: where is the soap, brother?
Give me the soap, sister!
The core should be in the shell
What's the matter?
Without soap
A man's gotta be rich and have money in his bank
But in the bath without soap he can consider himself broke
(foam)
You can liken the whole earth to an enamel washbasin
Who are worthless without this cleansing detergent
So tell me, where is the soap, friends?
Do you see the soap, friends?
Wonder and terror I feel - where where where?
I wonder: where is the soap, brother?
Give me the soap, sister!
The body bathes
Yet bathes in vain
Without soap
(foam foam foam)
Soap-ellujah!
When Susanna was in the bath, to practice swim and curl
Scrooge had gone to Babylon to buy soap
Liters of champagne in the tub had Madamme Pompadour:
Thirty-two when she got in, and thirty three when she got out...
So tell me, where is the soap, friends?
Do you see the soap, friends?
Wonder and terror I feel - where where where?
I wonder: where is the soap, brother?
Give me the soap, sister!
Much may be possible
How ridiculous
Without soap
It was no good (without soap)
Nothing to have (without soap)
Just cheating (without soap)
Was it dirty (without soap)
Was it yellow? (No, no, no)
Was it blue? (No, no, no)
Was it black? (No, no, no)
A small checkered soap
Tell me, was it long? (No, no, no)
Was it short? (No, no, no)
An oily soap? (No, no, no)
A small chubby soap
So tell me, where is the soap, friends?
Do you see the soap, friends?
Wonder and terror I feel - where where where?
I wonder: where is the soap, brother?
Give me the soap, sister!
Sweet and tender
Was it bad
Was it crazy
Was it crazy
It's so weird
Without soap!
Jag undrar om Nordmän / Norrmän eller Danskar förstår det lustiga i sången. Berätta för mig om hur ni uppfattar visan.
Den handlar om tvål. Det viktiga att använda tvål.
Svenskar har långt bättre humor än Amerikanare.
De engelsktalande har icke ett spår om varför det är lustigt. Kanske Holländare eller Tyskar dock.
Skum video.
Vi I Sverige har långt, långt större sinne för humor, än Danskarna och Nordmännen. Långt större. Rovl Vesterlund aka "Marve Fleksnes" kan dock komma in i tävlingen.