Soldater [English translation]

The boys are calling, come out and play, come out and show that you're awesome

Plastic guns, foam swords

It's the residential army of the residential road

So there you are, with the helmet tightened

Yelling wait, wait, wait, wait again and again

All of us are

Small soldiers

Equip the sabers, stand up, get out and walk

Tinge later, small soldiers*

Swing the flags

Do you even know what you're fighting for

The nation is calling

You're needed, take the gun and then you're ready

Don't ask any questions

There is no answer

Just keep going

Now you're here with the tap tightened

Yelling help, help, help, help, help, help again and again

All of us are

Small soldiers

Throw the grenades up, stand, get out and walk

We can fall

Small soldiers

Under the flags, ask yourself what you're fighting for

Bullets casted in love, that's what we're shooting with, open eyes, no dead ends, we don't do cool things, we make things cool

Black uniform, raybands, I'm back in your face like spray tan

Marching in all kind of wind and whether, fighting for the right to be who we are

Humans, of cause we can fail,

But I'm holding the flag high, wind in my sails, pushing deeper, the earth and my nail

Nik and Jay, we've got success on speed dial

I'm listening to Mars and to Marla, while my bro is showing off, but the others aren't really listening

Their heads are full of cola, I am light years ahead of them, super nova

I refuse, I fucking refuse to be a part of their system, and they can't break me

Hey there, little anti-depressant soldier, listen to rock mama, let her wake you up, check me

I break my habits with my companions, hah

This big shot Dane, hah, an entertainer whose only war is being fought with my lady on my bed sheets

All of us are

Small soldiers

Equip the sabers, stand up, get out and walk

All of us are

Small soldiers

Throw the grenades, stand up, get out and walk

We can fall

Small soldiers

beneath the flags

Ask yourself what you're fighting for

Yeah, what are you fighting for?

Whoooaaa

Whoooaaa

What are you fighting for?

Oooohhhhhooo

Aha

Ask yourself what you're fighting for

We've been in the middle of a time of jazz

We're Danes, so we're always in the middle of an ice age

And now we're here

Giant canons in the middle of a time of war

• Artist:Sanne Salomonsen