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                                                                            Vandringssangen

                                                                                                                              Ord & musik: Tom Lundén

                                                                                       Der var engang tre vandringsmænd
                                                                                       Som drev for lykkens luner
                                                                                       Alle var de spillemænd
                                                                                      Som kunne kaste runer
                                                                                       Hvor du kom stod folk i kø
                                                                                       Med knuste elskovsdrømme
                                                                                       Og vented på musikken der
                                                                                       Får alting til at strømme

                                                                                       Og de tændte håb hvor intet er
                                                                                       De frygtsomme gav de mod
                                                                                       De talte til alle og hver især
                                                                                       Ord der var som ilt i deres blod

                                                                                        Der var engang tre skibe som
                                                                                        Drev om på verdenshavet
                                                                                         I jagten på en gammel skat
                                                                                         Som aldrig blev begravet
                                                                                         Det første skib var fyldt med guld
                                                                                         De andre to var tomme
                                                                                         Kaptajnerne var sange som
                                                                                         Kom fra hvor alt er omme

                                                                                         Og de tændte håb hvor intet er
                                                                                         De frygtsomme gave de mod
                                                                                         De talte til alle og hver især
                                                                                         Ord der var som ilt i deres blod

                                                                                         Der var engang tre kloder som
                                                                                         Drev om i verdensrummet
                                                                                         Og lyste op i mørkets dyb
                                                                                         Hvor stemmer er forstummet
                                                                                         Venus var for kærlighed
                                                                                         Og Mars var for sin styrke
                                                                                         Jupiter for verdens fred
                                                                                         Og haven vi skal dyrke

                                                                                         Og de tænder håb hvor intet er
                                                                                         De frygtsommer gi'r de mod
                                                                                         De taler til alle og hver især
                                                                                         Ord der er som ilt i vores blod

                                                                                         Ja de tænder....