Benedicte - Bjørn Eidsvåg

Det e rart koss sånt kan skje

Men ho visste alt om trygt og godt

Hu hadde ingen grunn te det

Men i hennes verden va det fint og flott

Gud velsigne fantasien:

Her va snille dyr og gode feer

Her vokta englar hu langs stien

Her va det blomster og — nyd’lige aleer

Her va det sånn som hu ville ha det

Her va fred og snille hender

Ingen gråt for her kom ingen til skade

Her va hu barn — blant gode barnevenner

Her va bestemor sitt fang

Hu va gått bort men nå va hu komt tebake

For her dansa hu og sang

Rundt et bål — av bjørkeved og brake

Her hadde hu samla alt hu likte

Et usedvanlig vakkert barneparadis

Hu flytta inn hit Benedicte

Den dagen far forsvant — og mamma blei til is

It's a weird kiss like that can happen

But she knew all about safe and well

Hu had no reason to tea it

But in her world it was nice and wonderful

God bless the imagination:

Here were kind animals and good fairies

Here angels guard the path

Here were flowers and - lovely alleys

Here it was the way she wanted it

Here were peace and kind hands

No one cried because no one was injured here

Here were their children - among good child friends

Here was Grandma's lap

She had passed away but now she had come back

For here hu danced and sang

Around a fire - of birch wood and brake

Here she had collected everything she liked

An exceptionally beautiful children's paradise

Hu move in here Benedicte

The day my father disappeared - and my mother turned to ice