Greetings from Molde

Greetings from Molde

Tekst: Liv Karin Lange  1992
Melodi: Per Hammervoll 1992

From the jazzcafé sweet music is emerging,
a scent of roses softly fills the air.
By the quay his shrimps, the fisherman is selling,
feel a breeze of Autumn in the air.

The market has it bench, it’s smiling florist,
the girl with roses keeps a watchful eye.
Looks across the square to the young man who is playing,
silently for people passing by.

Molde, Molde, a beauty in sunlight,
still fascinating when grey.
Whereever I travel, I’ll always return
that’s where my heart will stay.

Reknes Park bids you welcome in the summer,
through the park you’ll find a lane, it leads the way.
If you follow it, you’ll reach the old museum,
the sound of silence guides you on your way.

From Varden you see snowclad peaks and mountains,
like a string of pearls for eyes that clearly see.
You see Hjertøya, which was once an artist’s haven,
there you may find your own inner peace.

Molde, Molde, a beauty in sunlight, …..

Elvebakken has it’s own great poet,
from his pedestal he keeps an eye on you.
Sends a quiet nod to the rambler as he passes,
when you celebrate he smiles at you.

Molde, Molde, a beauty in sunlight, …..

© Liv Karin Lange