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Once upon a time we came from Denmark to Sweden to settle down It felt bad in the beginning and it just got worse [so much worse] They were making fun of me and my Danish pronunciation so I started stuttering I tripped over my tongue and I dreamed about Denmark [he dreamed about Denmark] yeah I dreamed about Denmark the beautiful streets of Copenhagen and the home of H.C. Andersen A loving and warm hearted theory, but with a terrifying practice I caught the devil in disguise I could feel the indifference rise I cursed my Swedish class mates I put a spell on my Swedish teacher She blindfolded her eyes and ears too when they were mocking me I dreamed about Denmark [he dreamed about Denmark]... We got a new strict teacher after the summer of '84 and all the bullies sat properly and quiet when the teacher came through the door suddenly I heard myself making this loud and annoying noise and the teacher said "Are you retarded boy?" I said "No, but maybe you are" Letras de cancionesand I started dreaming about... [he dreamed about Denmark]... But I became the untouchable hero and the mocking was history I got a girlfriend named Jennie and now the crowd were following me I almost stopped stuttering and the Danish dreams were gone Everything went from black and white to colour but I kept dreaming on... about Sweden [he dreamed about Denmark] No I dreamed about Sweden the beautiful streets of Stockholm and the home of Astrid Lindgren From Letras Mania