Текст и перевод песни Anne Linnet - En Julenat

En Julenat

En julenat for længe siden.
Min tanke stille finder,
Et barn med farvet hånden,
Og forventningsrøde kinder.

Thi glæder, thi glæder sig,
Til lyset der skal komme,
Til lyset der skal komme.

Og træet er så stort og fint,
I toppen er en stjerne.
Mon det er den de synger om,
Den følger man da gerne.

Thi glæder sig, thi glæder sig,
Til lyset der skal komme,
Til lyset der skal komme.

Og juleaften nu i år i hvert et lys jeg tænder,
Blir' alle savn så smukt og klart,
At kend' de lys der brænder.

Thi glæder sig, thi glæder sig,
Til lyset der skal komme,
Til lyset der skal komme.

Thi glæder sig, thi glæder sig,
Til lyset der skal komme,
Til lyset der skal komme.

Og mørket selv så tæt og tungt,
Begynder at forsvinde.
For julen det er lysets fest,
Og det blir' lys herinde.

Thi glæder sig, thi glæder sig,
Til lyset der skal komme,
Til lyset der skal komme.

Og julen det er barnets fest,
Og barnet skal man finde i krybben
Og i hjertet i sig selv i mand og kvinde.

Thi glæder sig, thi glæder sig,
Til lyset der skal komme,
Til lyset der skal komme.
Thi glæder sig, thi glæder sig,
Til lyset der skal komme,
Til lyset der skal komme.

A Christmas Night

On a Christmas night long ago.
My thoughts quietly find,
A child with colored hands,
And cheeks red with anticipation.

For they are happy, they are happy,
For the light that will come,
For the light that will come.

And the tree is so big and beautiful,
On top is a star.
I wonder if that's the one they sing about,
The one that you should follow.

For they are happy, they are happy,
For the light that will come,
For the light that will come.

And on Christmas Eve, this year, in every candle I light,
All the longing becomes so beautiful and clear,
To know the lights that burn.

For they are happy, they are happy,
For the light that will come,
For the light that will come.

For they are happy, they are happy,
For the light that will come,
For the light that will come.

And the darkness itself, so thick and heavy,
Begins to disappear.
For Christmas is the festival of light,
And it will be light here inside.

For they are happy, they are happy,
For the light that will come,
For the light that will come.

And Christmas is the festival of children,
And the child is to be found in the cradle
And in the heart, in oneself, in man and woman.

For they are happy, they are happy,
For the light that will come,
For the light that will come.
For they are happy, they are happy,
For the light that will come,
For the light that will come.