Du Skulle Vært Her - Kari Bremnes

Det lukte så godt av håret mett nu

Du skulle vært her

Æ like dæ når du snakke

Og æ like dæ når du lar vær

Du skulle vært her

Æ står og ser ut, det går en gammel mann forbi

Han e bare gammel, han e ikkje lenger en mann

Men kommer vi også dit, nesten umerkelig

At glitteret i oss langsomt går over i sand

Æ ser at det kommer ei sol hit nu

Du skulle vært her

Æ like dæ når du sovne

Og æ like dæ når du lar vær

Du skulle vært her

I hodet mitt har æ en hage, æ ville ha vist dæ den

En nordavindshage ut mot en åpen fjord

Der vaie fremdeles en barndom ilamme rabarbraen

Det ordet rabarbra e veldig et sommerord

Og alle ting vare uhjelpelig kort

Du skulle vært her

Æ kan ikkje bry mæ om det

Og æ kan ikkje heller la vær

Du skulle vært her

Og dagan har navn, men ingen kan rope dem hjem igjen

Daga e hellige barn, de skal vokse tel år

De kan ikkje finne telbake og ingen kan følge dem

De leke litt med oss — og så må de gå når de går

My hair smelled so good now

You should have been here

Like when you talk

And æ like dæ when you let go

You should have been here

Æ stands and looks, an old man walks by

He's just old, he's no longer a man

But we also get there, almost imperceptibly

That the glitter in us slowly turns to sand

I see that a sun is coming here now

You should have been here

Like when you fall asleep

And æ like dæ when you let go

You should have been here

I have a garden in my head, I would have shown it

A north wind garden facing an open fjord

There was still a childhood ilamme rhubarb

The word rhubarb is very much a summer word

And all things last helplessly

You should have been here

I can not care about that

And I can not let go either

You should have been here

And the day has names, but no one can call them home again

Daga e holy children, they will grow tel years

They can not find telbake and no one can follow them

They play a little with us - and then they have to go when they go