13 Humler - Vamp

Ein ble, ble himmel

D e vel knapt ein bommullsau se

Men Den Gode Fe

To nisser og et neshorn, og eit skip

P trapp stare et norgesglass

Med meir enn tretten humler I

S ble at alt skinne:

Tri bebuskar, seks strmper p ei snor

eit glovarmt bord

Med Tarzanblader, Donald og Vill vest

Ei trygge sol p himmelen

Ei vie pen sommartid

En sliten, bleike fluktstol

Den einaste som enn holde ml

Ein kopp, ei skl, eit snotraplagg ein nabo gjekk ifra

P trapp stare et norgesglass

Med meir en tretten humler I

Ein postmann plystre lydlaust

Et postkort med ein slump med ble ord:

Fra min storebror

Han har kjereste telt, har det bra

P trapp stare et norgesglass

Med meir en tretten humler I

Og jenta ove gat

Har hytta bak ein skog og bak et fjell

Der gror der kantarell

Langs stien stare ein hest hu m forbi

P trapp stare et norgesglass

Med meir enn tretten humler I

Og p den andra si

Av steingjerdet og enn lenger ner

Der stare det sjeldne trer

Der gare eit kutrkk til ei badestrand

Ei trygge sol p himmelen

Ei lomma full av sommartid

I hagen e s stille

Ein ufo kunne trygt ha landa her

E kunne spist litt ber

reist tilbake igjen

P trapp stare et norgesglass

Med meir enn tretten humler I

Og alle de som bor her

E p kjkkene spise middag der

Og te dessert

Fare de sukker kavring

Flaskemelk — kultur

P trapp stare et norgesglass

Med meir enn tretten humler I

P trapp stare et norgesglass

Med meir enn tretten humler I

One became, became heaven

They are hardly a cotton sheep

But the Good Fairy

Two goblins and a rhinoceros, and a ship

On the stairs stare at a Norse glass

With more than thirteen hops I

Let everything shine:

Three baby boxes, six socks on a string

a glowing table

With Tarzan Blades, Donald and the Wild West

A safe sun in the sky

A nice summer time

A tired, faded deck chair

The only one that holds ml

A cup, a spoon, a snot garment a neighbor left

On the stairs stare at a Norse glass

With more than thirteen hops I

A postman whistles silently

A postcard with random words:

From my older brother

He has the best tent, is doing well

On the stairs stare at a Norse glass

With more than thirteen hops I

And the girl across the street

Has the cabin behind a forest and behind a mountain

Chanterelle grows there

Along the path, a horse stares past

On the stairs stare at a Norse glass

With more than thirteen hops I

And on the other say

Off the stone fence and further down

Rare trees stare there

There is a boat trip to a beach

A safe sun in the sky

A pocket full of summer time

The garden is quiet

A UFO could have safely landed here

E could eat some ber

traveled back again

On the stairs stare at a Norse glass

With more than thirteen hops I

And all those who live here

E p kkkken have dinner there

And tea dessert

Danger they sugar caving

Bottled milk — culture

On the stairs stare at a Norse glass

With more than thirteen hops I

On the stairs stare at a Norse glass

With more than thirteen hops I