| Du ska ha takk frr at du tok d ti og tok d fri
| You should have thanked before you took the ten and took the day off
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| Det va s fint ha d her
| It was so nice to have you here
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| Du gir m minna kan leve p og leite I
| You give me memories that I can live on and look for
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| D’e fint ha en snn s nare
| It would be nice to have a snn s nare
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| Og livet leve utfrr ruta mi et sted
| And life lives out my window somewhere
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| Og forstare at ska vre her e har det bra, har det fint, det e’ke det
| And understand that we should be here and it's good, it's fine, it's okay
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| Men kom og ta m med d, kom og ta m med
| But come and bring m with d, come and bring m with me
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| Du va en vilter unge, snar I latter, snar I grt
| You were a wild youngster, soon you laughed, soon you cried
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| En liten skurk, en liten prins
| A little villain, a little prince
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| ligg og smile, ligg og mimre og gjare puta vt Nu nare bare minnan fins
| lie and smile, lie and reminisce and make the pillow vt Now only the memory is there
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| trur drmme nare vkne opp og ser
| I think I dream and wake up and see
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| At livet gare forbi, telle ikke mer…
| That life rushes by, counts no more…
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| har et bilde aven liten gutt p pappas fang
| has a picture of a little boy on his father's lap
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| har s my' takke frr
| have s my' to thank frr
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| En liten engel, du sleit m ut s mang en gang
| A little angel, you wore m out so many times
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| Kom nu hit tell m og hare
| Now come here tell m and hare
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| Her fare mat og stell, men ikke ro og fred
| Here food and care, but not peace and quiet
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| Frr livet leve utfrr ruta mi et sted
| Before life lives my route goes somewhere
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| , kom og ta m med d, kom og ta m med
| , come and bring m with d, come and bring m
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| ville aldri latt d vre her e | would never let you stay here e |