Ride Ranke - Zazi

Mitt barn kom til verden på en klinikk, det var en liten gutt vi fikk

Men jeg reiser så mye og rakk ikke hjem, da han lærte å gå var jeg ute igjen

Og sist jeg kom hjem kunne han snakke med meg

Han sa far jeg vil bli som deg, far, jeg vil bli som deg

Aldri ride ranke og vuggesang

Aldri Mikkel Rev og bæ, bæ lille lam

Når kommer du hjem far, jeg vet ikke, men

Da skal vi få det fint igjen, sønn, da skal vi få det fint igjen

I forrige uke fylte han ti, han sa takk for ballen, kom så leker vi

Kan du lære meg å sparke, jeg sa ikke nå, jeg har for mye å gjøre og tenke på

Men han var like blid da han gikk sin vei

Han sa far jeg vil bli slik som deg, far, jeg vil bli som deg

My child was born in a clinic, we had a little boy

But I travel so much and didn't make it home, when he learned to walk I was out again

And the last time I came home he could talk to me

He said Father I want to be like you Father I want to be like you

Never ride creeper and lullaby

Never Mikkel Rev and bae, bae little lamb

When will you come home father I don't know but

Then we'll be fine again, son, then we'll be fine again

Last week he turned ten, he said thanks for the ball, come let's play

Can you teach me how to kick, I said not now, I have too much to do and think about

But he was just as cheerful as he went his way

He said Father I want to be like you Father I want to be like you