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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Som Ramt Af Lynet
                                                                                                                                                                     Ord & musik: Tom Lundén

                                                                                                                     Stjålne ting blir så hurtigt varme
                                                                                                                     jeg ville smelte i dine arme
                                                                                                                     uden grund til at spekulere
                                                                                                                     glad for bare at eksistere

                                                                                                                     Ingenting ku' få os til at lyve
                                                                                                                     vi var to simple kærlighedstyve
                                                                                                                     vi nåede aldrig at sige pænt goda
                                                                                                                     og ingenting ku' få os til at stikke af

                                                                                                                     Det var som rummet lettede låget
                                                                                                                     før jeg ku' tanke kørte toget

                                                                                                                     Fra Katmandu til Gibraltar

                                                                                                                     Som ramt af lynet
                                                                                                                     som ramt af stilhedens blitz

                                                                                                                     Manden i månen betragtede vandet
                                                                                                                     en enkelt skurvogn var lige landet
                                                                                                                     et barn forsvandt i en række persille
                                                                                                                     vi stod en evighed musestille

                                                                                                                     Jeg var en havfrue du var en havmand
                                                                                                                     det var hverken dit eller mit land
                                                                                                                     det var et eventyr vi to havde set
                                                                                                                     og vi var gæster på den samme blå planet

                                                                                                                     Det var som rummet lettede låget
                                                                                                                     før jeg ku' tænke kørte toget

                                                                                                                     Fra Katmandu til Gibraltar

                                                                                                                     Som ramt af lynet
                                                                                                                     som ramt af stilheden blitz

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    bifrost

                         som ramt af lynet