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                                                                                                                                      En Tro Kopi
                                                                                                                               Ord & musik: Tom Lundén

                                                                                                Urene viser ingenting
                                                                                                 i byens nattegader
                                                                                                 husene står i tavs foragt
                                                                                                 med lukkede facader
                                                                                                 postkasser venter
                                                                                                 på at noget blir sendt
                                                                                                 tomme pladser venter på
                                                                                                 gadens parlament

                                                                                                 Denne by er en tro kopi
                                                                                                 af mit hjerte
                                                                                                 Denne by er en tro kopi
                                                                                                 af mit hjertes labyrint.

                                                                                                 Spejlene spejler ingenting
                                                                                                 glemte timers monotoni
                                                                                                 penge skifter ejer som folk skifter sæl
                                                                                                 før festen er forbi
                                                                                                 når natten blir dag
                                                                                                 er ingenting kendt
                                                                                                 tomme pladser venter på
                                                                                                 gadens parlament

                                                                                                 Denne by er en tro kopi
                                                                                                 af mit hjerte
                                                                                                 Denne by er en tro kopi
                                                                                                 af mit hjertes labyrint.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    bifrost

                          en tro kopi