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This song is another very important historical event in Denmark that became a part of our culture through music. "The murder of the King in Finderup Barn" would be the title. It's an old ballad about the Danish king Erik Klipping's murder, that tells the tale of how he died. Many people wished to run Denmark at the time and therefor a handful of men decided to journey towards Ribe with the intentions of killing the current king, Klipping. They dressed up as greymonks (Cistercian monks, they wore grey out of their monastery) to conceal themselves. They then followed the King until he reached the barn in Finderup. They entered the barn, preparing to kill the young king, who is now begging for his life. They did not spare him and murdered him in cold blood.
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I'm looking for people like me, who are crazy, fun, and not afraid of life. and one day when I find them, we'll escape, we'll break out of the zoo.
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I'm looking for people like me, who are crazy, fun, and not afraid of life. and one day when I find them, we'll escape, we'll break out of the zoo.
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Beautiful Danish song telling the stories of a Danish "Man of the roads" who journeyed through the land, courting the girls, sleeping under the stars and earning his bread by providing services as a knife grinder. It is an ode to a big part of our culture that slowly has died out, how these people found the land itself to be their home.
"I might only have been sharpening knives and scissors,
But I sharpened for the sunshine and daily bread."
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En dansk folkevise sunget på gøtudansk.
https://play.spotify.com/track/6FHcOaIuoAvKJA4yDOHQdp
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I Danmark er jeg født, dér har jeg hjemme,
der har jeg rod, derfra min verden går.
Du danske sprog, du er min moders stemme,
så sødt velsignet du mit hjerte når.
Du danske, friske strand,
hvor oldtids kæmpegrave
står mellem æblegård og humlehave.
Dig elsker jeg!
Danmark, mit fædreland!
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