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Poem

Cecilie Løveid

HER PHOTO IN POLITIKEN

You could be my child
and I could be your child
and we could look after each other
ride like sisters through the town
while the brothers stride slowly
out over the cliff and fall
to new wars on the other side

You could be my daughter
and I could be your daughter
and we could look after each other
till death parts
When the best Karlsson in the world
pushes the propeller button
and disappears over the roofs of Stockholm

I could be your parent and
you could be my parent
and we could look after the homeless puppies
with long soft ears
The kind I wanted
The homeless puppies always get
what they need of care and love

BILDET I POLITIKEN

BILDET I POLITIKEN

Du kunne være mitt barn
og jeg kunne være ditt barn
og vi kunne passe på hverandre
som søstre ride gjennom byen
mens brødrene skrider langsomt
ut over stupet og faller
til nye kriger på den andre siden

Du kunne være min datter
og jeg kunne være din datter
og vi kunne passe på hverandre
til døden skiller
Når verdens beste Karlsson
trykker på propellknappen
og forsvinner over takene

Jeg kunne være din forelder og
du kunne være min forelder
og vi kunne passe på uteliggervalpene
med lange bløte ører
Sånne som jeg ønsket meg
Uteliggervalpene får alltid
det de trenger av stell og kjærlighet
Close

HER PHOTO IN POLITIKEN

You could be my child
and I could be your child
and we could look after each other
ride like sisters through the town
while the brothers stride slowly
out over the cliff and fall
to new wars on the other side

You could be my daughter
and I could be your daughter
and we could look after each other
till death parts
When the best Karlsson in the world
pushes the propeller button
and disappears over the roofs of Stockholm

I could be your parent and
you could be my parent
and we could look after the homeless puppies
with long soft ears
The kind I wanted
The homeless puppies always get
what they need of care and love

HER PHOTO IN POLITIKEN

You could be my child
and I could be your child
and we could look after each other
ride like sisters through the town
while the brothers stride slowly
out over the cliff and fall
to new wars on the other side

You could be my daughter
and I could be your daughter
and we could look after each other
till death parts
When the best Karlsson in the world
pushes the propeller button
and disappears over the roofs of Stockholm

I could be your parent and
you could be my parent
and we could look after the homeless puppies
with long soft ears
The kind I wanted
The homeless puppies always get
what they need of care and love
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