| Voksed' op i de kroge af Danmark
| Grew up in the corners of Denmark
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| Som folk de egentlig helst flytter fra
| Like people they really prefer to move from
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| Men alting var alligevel okay
| But everything was okay anyway
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| Selvom vores økonomi den var stram
| Although our economy it was tight
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| Jeg strejfede planløst rundt på vejene, hvor vi boede
| I wandered aimlessly around the roads where we lived
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| Og nattergalen sang mig hjem til hvor min seng, den stod
| And the nightingale sang me home to where my bed, it stood
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| La' mig være barn igen
| Let me be a child again
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| Jeg vil være barn igen
| I want to be a child again
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| La' mig være barn igen
| Let me be a child again
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| Villahaverne duftede af nyslået græs i august
| The villa gardens smelled of freshly cut grass in August
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| I sommerregnens tunge, stillestående luft
| In the heavy, stagnant air of the summer rain
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| Jeg drømte om at bli' til noget stort en dag
| I dreamed of becoming something big one day
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| Og nu står jeg her og drømmer mig tilbage
| And now I stand here and dream back
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| La' mig være barn igen
| Let me be a child again
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| Jeg vil være barn igen
| I want to be a child again
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| Med duften af asfalt, bold bag på cyklen, mod horisonten
| With the smell of asphalt, ball on the back of the bike, towards the horizon
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| Og himlen var blå, og livet var lykken med solskin i øjnene
| And the sky was blue, and life was happiness with sunshine in the eyes
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| La' mig vær' barn igen
| Let me be a child again
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| Hvad mer' er der egentlig at sige, når alt det er blevet sagt?
| What more 'is there really to say when all that has been said?
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| Jeg husker dig for evigt, og alt det vi har haft
| I remember you forever, and all that we've had
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| Pludselig så var du væk, hvor tog du egentlig hen?
| Suddenly you were gone, where did you actually go?
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| Du sku' ha' været der den dag, da jeg kom hjem
| You've been there the day I came home
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| La' mig være barn igen
| Let me be a child again
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| Jeg vil være barn igen
| I want to be a child again
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| Med duften af asfalt, bold bag på cyklen, mod horisonten
| With the smell of asphalt, ball on the back of the bike, towards the horizon
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| Og himlen var blå, og livet var lykken med solskin i øjnene
| And the sky was blue, and life was happiness with sunshine in the eyes
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| La' mig være barn igen
| Let me be a child again
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| Ja, jeg vil være barn igen | Yes, I want to be a child again |