I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milkshakes cold and long. Smiling and waving and looking so fine, don't think you knew you were in this song.
And it was cold and it rained, so I felt like an actor, and I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there. Your face, your race, the way that you talk. I kiss you, you're beautiful and I want you to walk
Der vil altid være én, der slår alle andre, og jeg ved, hvem dét er.
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