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                                                                                                                                                                                                           Isblomster Fra Peking
                                                                                                                                             Ord & musik: Tom Lundén

                                                                                                         Jeg så dig stå i mørket
                                                                                                         dine øjne lyste mat
                                                                                                         du missede mod månen
                                                                                                         som en syg forhutlet kat
                                                                                                         dine arme holdt på varmen
                                                                                                         natten strøg din kind
                                                                                                         dine attituder sagde :
                                                                                                         her blir' ingen lukket ind

                                                                                                         Bagved dig i mørket
                                                                                                         holdt nattens garde vagt
                                                                                                         med stemmer som en hvislen
                                                                                                         med øjne af foragt -
                                                                                                         din ånde kom som skyer
                                                                                                         fra din kinahud
                                                                                                         det var som om du sagde :
                                                                                                         her blir' ingen lukket ud

                                                                                                         Isblomster fra Peking har de plantet i dit hår
                                                                                                         du blev aldrig lukket ud af
                                                                                                         ud af hundens år
                                                                                                         hundens år

                                                                                                         Ka' du stadig drømme
                                                                                                         ka' du nynne for dig selv
                                                                                                         lover dine skæbne kort dig
                                                                                                         aldrig mere held -
                                                                                                         går du rundt i dagen
                                                                                                         som en løve i et bur ?
                                                                                                         hvordan ser livet ud bag
                                                                                                         den Kinesiske Mur ?

                                                                                                         Isblomster fra Peking har de plantet i dit hår
                                                                                                         du blev aldrig lukket ud af
                                                                                                         ud af hundens år
                                                                                                         hundens år

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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