i ditt sommarhus

Singer:alexander rybak

genom ljumma gator far

man i oppna bilar. genom sommarnatten bla

kor och hastar vilar. pa en hojd blir luften sval

varmen kommer i en dal

och i stugan vantar frugan

med en brasa varm och skon. ungarna kan inte sova

fast de last sin aftonbon. - pappa kommer

vi ar vakna. kanske har han na't fran sta'n!

det ar varmt sa vi ar nakna. solen brande hela da'n. gruset knastrar ut pa plan. - jo

minsann

nu kommer han!

pappa kommer med de myggor

som vill in i varat hus. snart sa somnar tre sma ungar

under tak i manens ljus. manen tiger over berg

over sagoskogar. strimmor strila innanfor

varma junilogar. fladdermoss som ingen ser

uti natten sig beger. och nar gryningen ska komma

borjar faglarna sin sang. solen vaknar och vill vacka

blommorna pa varbalkong. forsta dagen nar du vaknar

i ditt sommarparadis

ser du genom tyllgardinen

appelblom i morgonbris. hastar gnagga utanfor. hummelbrum och surr du hor

fran en ivrig

nyfodd slanda

som vill ut i sol och ljus

tornar ofta mot en ruta

i ditt eget sommarhus. through warm streets

you travel in open cars. throught the blue summernight

cows and horses rest. on a hill the air becomes cool

the warmth comes in a valley

and in the cottage waits the wife

with a fire warm and nice. the kids can't sleep

even though they said there evening prayers. daddy is coming

we are awake. maybe he has brought something from town!

it is hot so we are naked. the sun was burning all day. the gravel is crunching in the yard. -yes

indeed

now he's coming!

daddy is coming with the mosquitos

that want to come in to our house. soon three little kids falls asleep

under roof in the moon's light. the moon keeps silent over mountains

over fairytale forests. streaks filters inside

warm june barns. bats that no one sees

out in the night goes. and when the dawn shall come

begins the birds their song. the sun wakes and want to wake

the flowers on our balcony. the first day you wakes

in your summer paradise

you will see through the tulle curtain

apple blossom in morning breeze. horses are whining outside. buzzing from bumblebees you hear

and from a eager

newborn dragon fly

who wants out to sun and light

hits often a window pain

in your own summerhouse.