Åh, anemoner - Spring Flowers.

     I dag cyklede Uglemor og de to mindste Ugleunger på indkøb. Det vil sige Ugleungerne blev i skoven og klatrede og sologes med pinde og hvad man nu ellers foretager sig i en skov, medens Uglemor fortsatte helt ind til byen og foretog aldeles kedelige, men nødvendige indkøb.
     På vejen hjem genfandt Uglemor så Ugleungerne, plukkede de allerførste anemoner og fløj med blæsten hjem igen. Vi kunne ikke lade være med at skråle noget af "Anemonesangen" undervejs. Det er en frygtelig klæbende melodi

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Today MotherOwl went shopping with the two smallest Owlets. Or rather we went by bike through the woods where the Owlets stayed while MotherOwl continued to town and run her totally boring, but necessary errands. The Owlets picked up sticks, fought monsters, climbed and yelled, and on her way home MotherOwl picked up the two heroes and the very first anemones. The iconic Danish spring flower.
The Danish composer and song/musical writer Sebastian, wrote "Song about Anemone". A terrible earworm with strange lyrics. It is part of the musical Ronja Røverdatter (Ronia, the Robber's Daughter). And MotherOwl of course had to translate it.

Åh, anemoner - Anemone nemorosa. Iconic Spring flower

Anemonesangen
Dagen er så fuld af anemoner 
fuglefløjt og farvespil i lyse kroner 
Natten fuld af farlige dæmoner
Spøgefugle, troldemænd og heksekoner.
    Åh anemoner dækker hele jorden lige som sne
    Åh anemoner, snart får jeg vel sommeren at se.

Dagen er så travl for de forfløjne
alle de forpjuskede og næsten nøgne .
Natten er så fuld af gule øjne
der i mørket, der på himlen, alle vegne .
    Åh  anemoner lad mig sove i den hvide seng.
    Åh, anemoner under stjerner i en blomstereng.

(Mellemspil)

Åh anemoner dækker hele jorden ligesom sne.
Åh anemoner Snart får vi vel sommeren at se.

Tekst & musik: Sebastian, 1991

Song about Anemone
Daytime woods are filled with pretty flowers
Flimsy branches, rays of sunshine colour laden.
 Nighttime woods are filled with demon powers,
Mocking spirits, hinkypunks and elven maiden.
Oh pretty flowers! Covering the meadow just like snow
Oh pretty flowers! Summer, hurry up, we miss you now.

Busy is the daytime for the wayward
ruffled feathers flying; drifting slowly downwards.
In the night the watching eyes are glaring
In the darkness, in the sky. Oh they are staring!
Oh pretty flowers; sleeping in the meadow white as snow
Oh pretty flowers! Let me slumber in your starlit glow.

(Instrumental)
Oh pretty flowers! Covering the meadow just like snow
Oh pretty flowers! Summer, hurry up, we miss you now.

Translation: MotherOwl 2018