Paroles et traduction Anne Linnet - VI SYNGER JULEN IND

VI SYNGER JULEN IND

Den korteste dag er gået,
Nu vinker den lyse nat.
Jeg skimter den langt forude,
Når vinter er blevet træt.
Når kulden en dag vil slippe.
Jeg tror der' balance i, at efter de mørke dage sættes lyset fri.

Vi elsker de lyse nætter,
Men også den mørke tid,
Hvor vi rykker tættere sammen,
Og stemmen blir' mild og blid.
De sår vi har givet hinanden,
De renses i lysets skær.
Vi tænker på alt det gode,
Når vi samles her.

Vi elsker de gamle sange, om engle og stjerners lys.
Vi synger om barnet der fødtes, så menneskers tro ku' fornyes.
Uendeligheden danser, om træet i hvert et sind.
Vi bliver som børn igen, vi synger julen ind.

Den korteste dag er gået,
Nu vinker den lyse nat.
Jeg skimter den langt forude,
Når vinter er blevet træt.
Når kulden en dag vil slippe.
Jeg tror der' balance i, at efter de mørke dage sættes lyset fri.

Vi elsker de lyse nætter,
Men også den mørke tid,
Hvor vi rykker tættere sammen,
Og stemmen blir' mild og blid.
De sår vi har givet hinanden,
De renses i lysets skær.
Vi tænker på alt det gode,
Når vi samles her.

Vi elsker de gamle sange, om engle og stjerners lys.
Vi synger om barnet der fødtes, så menneskers tro ku' fornyes.
Uendeligheden danser, om træet i hvert et sind.
Vi bliver som børn igen, vi synger julen ind.

Vi bliver som børn igen, vi synger julen ind.

WE SING CHRISTMAS IN

The shortest day has passed,
Now the bright night beckons.
I see it far in the distance,
When winter grows weary.
When the cold will one day release its grip.
I believe there is balance in that, after the dark days, the light is set free.

We love the bright nights,
But also the dark times,
When we draw closer together,
And our voices grow soft and gentle.
The wounds we have inflicted upon each other,
Are healed in the light's glow.
We reflect on all that is good,
As we gather here.

We love the old songs, about angels and the light of stars.
We sing about the child who was born, so that humanity's faith could be renewed.
Infinity dances, around the tree in every mind.
We become children once again, we sing Christmas in.

The shortest day has passed,
Now the bright night beckons.
I see it far in the distance,
When winter grows weary.
When the cold will one day release its grip.
I believe there is balance in that, after the dark days, the light is set free.

We love the bright nights,
But also the dark times,
When we draw closer together,
And our voices grow soft and gentle.
The wounds we have inflicted upon each other,
Are healed in the light's glow.
We reflect on all that is good,
As we gather here.

We love the old songs, about angels and the light of stars.
We sing about the child who was born, so that humanity's faith could be renewed.
Infinity dances, around the tree in every mind.
We become children once again, we sing Christmas in.

We become children once again, we sing Christmas in.