Fly Barn, Fly - Bjørn Eidsvåg

Å så fint de lekte sammen

De stakk seg bort og gjor'

Ulovlige ting

De trosset forbud, de trosset

Skammen

De fløy arm i arm med hver sin

Ving

Gjemt bort i kroken, kott og

Under bord

Fant de opp språket som ikke

Trenger ord

De fløy over gjenlåste porter

De sprang som lettbente hjorter

Fly barn, fly

Til Soria Moria slott

Fly like til Paradis

Fly og ha det godt

En dag tar leken slutt

Med rynker i pannen går de hver til sitt

En liten pike, en liten gutt

Blir tatt av skammen for de lekte litt

De møtte noe de ikke forsto

De var uten ord, de levde, de lo

De våknet som voksne i samme båt

Fant ordene igjen og gråt

Fly barn, fly …

Syng barn, syng

Syng i dur, syng i moll

Syng like til Paradis

Syng bort alle troll

De søkte en tilhørighet de aldri

Kunne få

De søkte en helhet bare drømmer kunne nå

Fly barn, fly …

Oh how nice they played together

They ran away and do '

Illegal things

They defied prohibition, they defied

Shame

They flew arm in arm with each other

Ving

Hidden away in the hook, kott and

Under table

They invented the language that did not

Need words

They flew over locked gates

They ran like light-hearted deer

Fly children, fly

To Soria Moria Castle

Fly right to Paradise

Fly and have a good time

One day the game ends

With wrinkles on their foreheads, they go their separate ways

A little girl, a little boy

Being taken aback by the shame they played a bit

They encountered something they did not understand

They were without words, they lived, they laughed

They woke up as adults in the same boat

Found the words again and cried

Fly children, fly…

Sing children, sing

Sing in major, sing in minor

Sing right to Paradise

Sing away all the trolls

They never sought an affiliation

Could get

They sought a whole only dreams could reach

Fly children, fly…