Ugress - Halvdan Sivertsen

Far går rundt og luke og han sprøyte og han slår

Så plena ligg der grønn og fin og dufte sol og vår

Ingenting forstyrre lenger hagens harmoni

Før han ser no gult han trudd va borte og forbi

Det står ei Løvetann og lyse i det grønne

Ho sku’ke stått der, hør kor hage-eier' n stønne

Ei Løvetann blir snart til mange Løvetenner

Hold ho i handa og d’e livet sjøl du kjenner

Fortauet langs huset mitt har asfaltdekke på

Hardt og flatt og fint når æ har tenkt mæ ut å gå

Men iblant så sprekk det opp, et lite liv si: hei

Gjennom asfalt gjennom stein, der bane ho sæ vei

Det står ei Løvetann og lyse utførr gjerdet

Ho sku’ke stått der, men ho kunn ikke la være

Ei Løvetann blir snart til mange Løvetenner

Hold ho i handa og d’e livet sjøl du kjenner

Ugress e et folk som lukes bort og valses ned

I Vårherres hage, her kor Paradiset e

Det står ei Løvetann og lyse utførr gjerdet

Takk at ho står der at ho ikke kunn la være

Hold ho i handa og d’e livet sjøl du kjenner

Ei Løvetann blir snart til tusen Løvetenner

Father goes around weeding and he sprays and he hits

So the lawn lies there green and nice and fragrant with sun and spring

Nothing disturbs the harmony of the garden anymore

Before he sees yellow he thought he was gone and over

There is a Dandelion and light in the green

Ho sku'ke stood there, hear the garden owner's groan

A Dandelion soon turns into many Dandelions

Hold her in your hand and that's life as you know it

The sidewalk next to my house has an asphalt surface on it

Hard and flat and nice when I want to go out

But sometimes it cracks open, a little life says: hello

Through asphalt through stone, there bane ho sæ vei

There is a Dandelion and light covering the fence

She looked like she was standing there, but she couldn't help it

A Dandelion soon turns into many Dandelions

Hold her in your hand and that's life as you know it

Weeds are a people that are weeded out and rolled down

In Vårherres garden, here kor Paradiset e

There is a Dandelion and light covering the fence

Thank you that she is standing there that she couldn't help it

Hold her in your hand and that's life as you know it

A Dandelion will soon become a thousand Dandelions