Just discovered Claus thanks to a streaming mix. What a great musician and singer he is.
@antharesvega85844 жыл бұрын
I m French and I like this song! It remembers me Danmark. Cool country and cool people.
@olehansen66553 жыл бұрын
Like the french 💪🙌
@TheDutternas4 жыл бұрын
Du behøver ikke drømme om den mere Claus Hempler, for du har fået skrevet en sang, der i dén grad er lige så fantastisk som du beskriver den. Tak for den. Jeg aner ikke hvorfor, men den hjemsøger mig og bringer dug i øjenkrogen. Den kan noget helt specielt. Genialt
@Winther19735 жыл бұрын
Lige i hjertet. Så meget sjæl og mørk poesi. Elsker det.
@KenLey4 жыл бұрын
Årets danske album 2019 - intet mindre. Amen!
@jelenastankovic6435 жыл бұрын
Fantastisk, som hver gang! En af mine yndlingssange af Claus Hempler.
@troelsklausen20035 жыл бұрын
Stor lyrik ! Skrevet af voksne for voksne.
@andersrasser14914 жыл бұрын
Hvorfor har jeg først opdaget denne her nu? Intet mindre end fantastisk
@mariaafunugo23403 жыл бұрын
Danmarks bedste sangskriver
@footballhighlights64683 жыл бұрын
Nah. Simon Kvamm og Andreas Odbjerg er også deroppe.
@GrogMindwhip2 ай бұрын
Hvordan kan Kongen sidde og gnaske tyggegummi til dette? Er det omvendt majestætsfornærmelse?
@mortentropp39473 жыл бұрын
Wauw! Bare wauw ❤️
@troelsberg52692 жыл бұрын
Wauw for et mesterværk
@shadowsanta4 жыл бұрын
Sådan Hempler. Konge sang
@Olm96 ай бұрын
Hold nu kæft, en fed sang.. tak, Claus!
@VIBEN115 жыл бұрын
amazing song
@ingerbjerre97114 жыл бұрын
Smukt ❤️
@larsnielsen56404 жыл бұрын
det er sateme et godt nummer.
@vibekekristensen5115 Жыл бұрын
❤
@metaloper4 жыл бұрын
No idea what he is saying but i love it
@jacobchristiansen8684 жыл бұрын
Dansk Engelsk I dream of a song like Childhood summers without rain and thunder Where the sky is clear, And where everything that used to be wrong is okay Where the colors harmonize with The wallpaper and matches with the tie and shirt I dream of a song completely without you I dream of a song, There 'straight on and hard through the smoke from the tobacco There 'clearly as a blotter in the park with the point ready under the coat I dream of a song as one Ankle kick in the crotch and a whiplash in the neck A song that 'written without thinking about you And you ask 'where it's going You know where it's In the end, there is always A luggage to carry I dream of a song as restless as the westerly wind across the fjord There is shaking in the wildly fabled sheets hung on the clothesline Fluttering ideas flutter like never before on the ground A song that flutters around in a tangle of wild paths with the wind in its hair A song that reaches all the way into the living room like a horny hand up her thigh A song that 'written without thinking about you And you ask 'where it's going You know where it's In the end, there is always A luggage to carry And one day it's all Just something that maybe Once upon a time there should have been It was as it was I dream of a song with cross-stitch embroidered gold grains in the lining The truth always holds out in outstretched arms if you take it at face value A song that can stand on its own when the writer has gone under the table I dream of a song, Where the story is fabricated and the intrigue is the poem And a possible resemblance to real people, totally unintentional I dream of a song with an effect like twenty milligrams of benzene A song that overflows with beeps, balloon swings and cheap laughs A song that forgot all about the feeling of your hand woven into mine A song written without thinking about you And you ask 'where it's going You know where it's In the end, there is always A luggage to carry And one day it's all Just something that maybe Once upon a time there should have been It was as it was
@metaloper4 жыл бұрын
@@jacobchristiansen868 wow thank you!!!
@jacobchristiansen8684 жыл бұрын
The rainwater drifts Down on my arm I'm alive The phone is ringing The tube is cold in the hand I'm alive Crying Puts my hand Towards my neck I'm alive The gate slams The cars whiz behind the wall I'm alive My clothes are dirty The water is boiling I'm alive Longing for your voice It's not here Bumps against the table I'm alive Can remember the smell In his apartment The wind at the station by the harbor I'm alive Finds old poems Letter memories 10 years 8 years 7 years 1 year I'm alive Writing for office The milk is sour I'm crying I'm alive Crying Live
@vibekekristensen5115 Жыл бұрын
@@metaloper amazing! Just heard it for the first time♥️ Love Denmark -and Danish songs and poetry ♥️
@vibekekristensen5115 Жыл бұрын
@@jacobchristiansen868 fantastisk♥️ Lige hørt den for første gang🌺