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Sjung om Fru Svenssons lyckliga karl
Låt honom plöja i ungdomens fåror
Fem gamla hjärtan i sprit har jag
Å en ljus elefant i ett snår
Inga stoppar den i vårat linneskåp
Loppor tär vår vän som idisslar en sko
när vi snyta en rund liten hund
Där den här lilla bagaren bor
Där den härliga bagaren bor
Hur sa?
Text av Povel Ramel
The World´s Most Dangerous Basket... In Favorite Role played Con Amore...
The way I feel,
when I'm with you,
I forget my troubles,
like there's just us two.
You make my heart,
beat fast and strong,
and you make me feel,
that I truly belong.
You fill the gaps,
inside my heart,
like I've finally found,
my missing part.
I sink in your eyes,
I'm warmed by your smile,
and the world is perfect,
just for a while.
You make life better,
than it used to be.
You are the sugar,
in my cup of tea.
Whenever you need me,
I'll always be there.
I'll be there to talk to,
I'll be there to care.
Because for you,
I would do anything... / L L
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