Egentlig En Danser - Kari Bremnes

Æ hadde vorre ute

Æ va full av vin og prat

Æ va moden for en taxi

Æ har alltid vorre lat

Det va ingen bila ledig

Alle taklysan va sløkt

Sekkert snakka litt for mye

Sekkert flira litt for høgt

Æ gikk mot St. Hanshaugen

Det va ikkje langt å gå

Det va nye støveletta

De va akkurat for små

Æ fikk stansa en Mercedes

Æ va glad og lealaus

Æ va åpen for å skravle

Men sjåføren min va taus

Det blei nesten litt for stille

Så æ nynna på en låt

Så så æ plutselig I speilet

At sjåføren satt og gråt

Vi va kommet dit æ bodde

Og historia e sann

Her begynte han å snakke:

E du sanger, spurte han:

Æ e egentlig en danser

Men æ danse ikkje meir

Æ kan ikkje lenger danse uten ho

Vi va ett og samme trinn

Samme hjerte, samme kinn

Når vi dansa va vi èn

Og ikkje to

I had ours out

I was full of wine and talk

I was ready for a taxi

I've always been lazy

There was no car available

All the ceiling lights were off

Probably talked a little too much

Probably a little too loud

I walked towards St. Hanshaugen

It was not far to go

It was a new boot

They were just too small

I had to stop a Mercedes

I was happy and lealaus

I was open to chatter

But my driver was silent

It became almost a little too quiet

So I hum a song

Then I suddenly looked in the mirror

That the driver sat and cried

We had come to where we lived

And history is true

Here he began to speak:

Are you singing, he asked:

I'm really a dancer

But I do not dance anymore

I can no longer dance without her

We were one and the same step

Same heart, same cheek

When we danced we were one

And not two