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                                                                                                                                        Stjerneregn
                                                                                                                           Ord & musik: Annapurna

                                                                                        Din far er himlens stjerneregn,
                                                                                        din mor en ønskebrønd;
                                                                                        din datter er et kærtegn,
                                                                                        og et knivskarpt ord din søn.
                                                                                        Jeg elsker dig i bækkens strøm
                                                                                        og søens klare fred.
                                                                                        din kjole er en flygtig drøm;
                                                                                        du selv er kærlighed.

                                                                                        Jeg fangede din, kærtes lys
                                                                                        i spændet på din sko;
                                                                                        du gav din smerte i et kys
                                                                                        og dansed' bort og lo.
                                                                                        Du bøjer dig ind over mig;
                                                                                        jeg ligger før din fod.
                                                                                        Dit ansigt er en mælkevej;
                                                                                        min tørst har ingen rod.

                                                                                        En evighed er svundet bort
                                                                                         - du gi'r mig den igen.
                                                                                        Åh, kom og gør min pine kort,
                                                                                        du tidens stille ven!
                                                                                        Som musen er jeg ødelagt
                                                                                        af kattens elskovsleg!
                                                                                        Har du det ikke i din magt
                                                                                        at ta' mig ind til dig?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    bifrost

                      stjerneregn