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Det var midt i julenat

Det var midt i julenat
Sneen faldt over alt i city ligesom kuglevat
Nogen sagde de så ham lande, men det lød en smule plat
Han var kommet ovenfra, uventet som en fugleklat
En gammel dame sagde hun var ved at besvime på stedet
Fordi hun stod lige der hvor han blev beamet ned
I bar dolk som Arnold i Terminator 2
En gadedreng tabte øjne, mund og skatersko
De så hva' de så, for de stod hvor de stod
Dem der hørte på dem troede de var skøre i deres ho'd
De måtte ha' set forkert, nok fordi det sneede
Til sidst droppede de tanken, sank igen ned foran TV'et
Imens ifører han sig en betlers ham
I nakken står der "made in Betlehem"
Det er koldt og også han kan få en slem forkølelse
Også han har brug for medmenneskers medfølelse
Han gik ind på et herberg, men der var ikk' plads
En hel masse tomme senge, men kun til dem med dansk pas
"Desværre, vi ta'r ikk' imod udlændinge
Kun lokale gamle kendinge"
Ingen ku' genkende, at det var ham fra Jerusalem
Lignede bare endnu en der var gået fra hus og hjem
Sagde med rusten stemme
"Jeg behøver hverken pude eller dækken
Jeg kan bare sidde op ad væggen"
Men "Desværre" stod der i et cirkulære
Så han gik videre til en kirke, mens vejret det kun blev værre
Og ham der modtog, han havde præstekrave på
Så han var i god tro, men sagde at det havde andre ikk' krav på
Ikke at hun synes at det var morsomt
Men han turde ikk' efter den tur med irakerne i Brorsons
Så gå med Gud og farvel
Det var koldt kun i kjortel, naboen var et bordel
Så der bankede han på, der blev han lukket ind
Af en lidt træt og lidt slidt men stadig smuk kvinde
"Det vist længe siden du sidst så en bruser
Kom la' mig gi' dig lidt glidecreme på dine fusser"
Han tog imod og følte sig ret svag
Og udenfor råbte politiet "Luk op, det er en razzia!"
"Du har modtaget nydelse
Har du kvittering for den ydelse?
Hvis ikk' er det en forbrydelse!"
Ud igen til kuldegraderne der' fjendske
Det blev for meget, man er dog kun et menneske
Så han satte sig forsigtigt og forsagt
Slukket blik under sin hårpragt, armene korslagt
Altså bredt ud som dengang han hang på korset
Og det ender så endnu en gang tosset
Først da han er frosset ihjel i den fjendtlige vinter
Må han endelige komme indenfor
I kapellet, afsjælet og under et lagen
Bedemanden tabte hagen da han sku' hentes på tredjedagen
Nogen blev bange, nogen nysgerrige, de fleste en kombi
Hvem var han - en supermand eller en zombi?
Man opsatte en efterlysning:
"Mand forsvundet, indlagt for ekstrem forfrysning
Formodet død, men åbenbart kun i coma
Ca. 30, enten hjemløs eller roma"
Men det gav 0 hits, ingen tog notits
Han måtte være det politiet kalder en solist
Bedemanden sku' lige til at lukke biksen
Da han så en lille lap ligge på briksen:

"Hvis du læser dette postkort
Er jeg gået bort fordi min krop fik det for frosthårdt
Jeg blev menneske for at teste min næstes respekt
Derfor nægtede jeg at bruge special effects
Det med at sidst gik jeg på en sø og vandet bar
Var nok ikk' blevet så vildt hvis I vidst' det var januar
Ham journalisten der skrev det i avisen
Vidste det fik fler views hvis han ikke nævnte isen
Det er kun stakler, der ikk' tør tro uden mirakler
I indser ikk' jeres hjerter er fakler
Det ville være synd at kalde det fremskridt
For det her besøg endte jo med det samme shit
I er stadig lynhurtige til at dømme
Men denne gang var det trods alt kun forsømmelser og ikk' søm
Min kærlighed slår mig ihjel
Miraklet er, jeg elsker jer alligevel"

It Was in the Middle of Christmas Night

It was in the middle of Christmas night
The snow fell over everything in the city like a hail of bullets
Some said they saw him land, but it sounded a bit crazy
He had come from above, unexpected like a bird dropping
An old lady said she nearly fainted on the spot
Because she was standing right where he was beamed down
He was carrying a knife like Arnold in Terminator 2
A street boy lost his eyes, mouth and skateboard shoes
They saw what they saw, because they were standing where they were standing
Those who listened to them thought they were crazy in their heads
They must have seen wrong, probably because it was snowing
Finally, they dropped the thought, sank down again in front of the TV
Meanwhile, he puts on a beggar's coat
On the back it says "made in Bethlehem"
It's cold and even he can get a bad cold
Even he needs the empathy of fellow human beings
He went into a shelter, but there was no room
A whole bunch of empty beds, but only for those with a Danish passport
"Sorry, we don't take in foreigners
Only local old acquaintances"
No one could recognize that it was him from Jerusalem
He just looked like another one who had left home
He said in a rusty voice
"I don't need a pillow or blanket
I can just sit against the wall"
But "Sorry" was written in a circular
So he walked on to a church, as the weather only got worse
And the one who received him, he had a priest's collar on
So he was in good faith, but said that others were not entitled to it
Not that she thought it was funny
But she didn't dare after that trip with the Iraqis at Brorson's
So go with God and goodbye
It was cold only in a robe, the neighbor was a brothel
So he knocked there, there he was let in
By a slightly tired and slightly worn but still beautiful woman
"It's probably been a while since you last saw a shower
Come, let me put some lotion on your feet"
He accepted and felt quite weak
And outside the police shouted "Open up, it's a raid!"
"You have received pleasure
Do you have a receipt for that service?
If not, it's a crime!"
Out again to the hostile freezing temperatures
It got too much, you're only human after all
So he sat down carefully and timidly
Extinguished gaze under his mane, arms crossed
That is, spread out like when he hung on the cross
And it ends up crazy once again
Only when he is frozen to death in the hostile winter
Can he finally come inside
In the chapel, disembodied and under a sheet
The undertaker's jaw dropped when he was to be picked up on the third day
Some were scared, some were curious, most a combo
Who was he - a superman or a zombie?
A missing person report was posted:
"Man missing, hospitalized for extreme frostbite
Presumed dead, but apparently only in a coma
About 30, either homeless or Roma"
But it gave 0 hits, no one took notice
He must have been what the police call a soloist
The undertaker was about to close the shop
When he saw a small piece of paper lying on the gurney:

"If you read this postcard
I have passed away because my body got too frostbitten
I became human to test my neighbor's respect
Therefore, I refused to use special effects
That last time I walked on a lake and the water held
Probably wouldn't have been so wild if you knew it was January
The journalist who wrote it in the newspaper
Knew it got more views if he didn't mention the ice
It's only the weak who don't dare to believe without miracles
You don't realize your hearts are torches
It would be a shame to call it progress
Because this visit ended up with the same shit
You're still quick to judge
But this time, after all, it was only negligence and not nails
My love kills me
The miracle is, I love you anyway"