Obelix - Hanne Hukkelberg

Light feet runs towards me

His eyes, dark green

A good heart, wise and knowing soul

Olden soul, dinosaur, sincere

Open, playful, aware

Obelix

Gives me what I need

Not what I want

That is a deed

Obelixs' castle is far away

The woods, his crypton

The woods, a crib

The woods, his home, at home

He won’t divulge his pride supreme

He hides his tongue, his words, his song