Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I En Kælder Sort Som Kul, artist - Creamy.
Date of issue: 30.08.1999
Song language: Danish
I En Kælder Sort Som Kul(original) |
I en kælder sort som kul |
Allerdybest nede |
Var et prægtigt musehul |
Og en muserede |
Skønt de levede lidt småt |
Havde musene det godt |
De gik rundt og snasked' |
Og blev aldrig vasket |
Seksten søde børn der var |
Nej, hvor var de spændte |
Thi i dag hos musefar |
Var der bal i vente |
Hver en lille mus var glad |
Og til tidsfordriv på rad |
Sad de midt i salen |
Bed sig selv i halen |
Nu en grankvist blev sat op |
Musemor holdt talen |
Derpå gik det hop i hop |
Rundt i gildesalen |
Så kom julemaden ind: |
Sildeben og pølseskind |
Tællelys og kager |
Lutter gode sager |
Fire musefrøkner små |
Julemaden bragte |
Ostepinde ovenpå |
Nå da, hvor det smagte! |
Men den allermindste mus |
Tænk engang, det lille pus |
Tålte ikke smavsen |
Den fik ondt i mavsen |
Nu på ny i ring man for |
Alle peb af glæde |
Selv den tykke musemor |
Så man dansen træde |
Men da morgenstunden kom |
Tænk, var hele salen tom |
For til sidst kom katten |
Åd dem alle atten |
(translation) |
In a basement black as coal |
Deepest down |
Was a magnificent mouse hole |
And one mused |
Although they lived a bit small |
Were the mice well |
They walked around and chatted' |
And was never washed |
There were sixteen sweet children |
No, how excited they were |
Because today at Father Mouse's |
Was there a prom in waiting |
Every little mouse was happy |
And for pastimes in a row |
They sat in the middle of the hall |
Bite yourself on the tail |
Now a twig was set up |
Mother Mouse gave the speech |
Then it went from jump to jump |
Around the Feast Hall |
Then the Christmas food arrived: |
Herring bones and sausage skins |
Countdown candles and cakes |
Just good stuff |
Four little mouse misses |
The Christmas food brought |
Cheese sticks on top |
Well, how it tasted! |
But the very smallest mouse |
Think about it, you little kitty |
Couldn't stand the dirt |
It gave me a stomach ache |
Now again in call man for |
Everyone squealed with joy |
Even the fat mother mouse |
So you dance step |
But when the morning hour came |
Imagine if the whole hall was empty |
Because eventually the cat came |
Ate all eighteen of them |