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Genius English Translations - Natasja I Danmark Er Jeg Fodt English Translation Lyrics

[Intro]
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[Chorus]
The world is big, mark my words
I thrive where I live
But I miss Sudan and the red earth
My dad, my sister and my brother... ye-ah
So the world is big, mark my words
I miss my mom
When I follow my heart to where the pepper grows
And where music lives in every word... ye-ah

[Verse 1]
In Denmark I was born
'Tis there my home is
From there my roots, and
There my world extend
But I hesitate year after year
I can't figure out wherе in the whole wide world
I should grow old, sеttle down and build my farm...
Ye-ah
Should I stay with my mom
And the hard winters in the cold North?
Or should I go south, following a tropical trail of rhythm?
Help me Odin and Thor!
[Chorus]
The world is big, mark my words
I thrive where I live
But I miss Sudan and the red earth
My dad, my sister and my brother... ye-ah
So the world is big, mark my words
I miss my mom
When I follow my heart to where the pepper grows
And where music lives in every word... ye-ah

[Verse 2]
I travel away again to ease my melancholy
Full gallop in the warm desert wind
The horse was named and bought by Bin Laden
I'm the first woman to win a race and Sudan loses its mind
Nowhere else have I felt as loved and as at home
Family and smiles make me forget
That the Danish tongue is as soft as Mother's voice is
Calls for me before long, with a sigh I wipe my wing
So I can turn due north again
But something drags me towards the Caribbean
There is a melody, so simple and so free
I sing along 'cause it's stuck inside

[Chorus]
The world is big, mark my words
I thrive where I live
But I miss Sudan and the red earth
My dad, my sister and my brother... ye-ah
So the world is big, mark my words
I miss my mom
When I follow my heart to where the pepper grows
And where music lives in every word... ye-ah
[Verse 3]
Denmark, you freeze now
People are shuddering now
Your winter is long
I hum the one about hyacinths, but
I know the sun is gone again
And I'd have to travel far to find it
So I work on my music, I grab pen and paper...
Ye-ah
I write songs about mixed blood
And about the storm raging in my head
About picking and choosing, about being, about showing courage
And energy

[Chorus]
The world is big, mark my words
I thrive where I live
But I miss Sudan and the red earth
My dad, my sister and my brother... ye-ah
So the world is big, mark my words
I miss my mom
When I follow my heart to where the pepper grows
And where music lives in every word... ye-ah

[Verse 4]
It's completely irrelevant just how Danish I am
I will always be "that little dark girl"
"Are you adopted?"
"Are you from India?"
"Do you have a dad?"
"Where are you from?"
And I have to answer: "Islands Brygge, obviously!"
I feel Danish and it's easy to blend in
But there'll always be a Pia, a Johnny and an Evartsen
Who thinks I'm stupid and ugly and should be sent home
But fuck them, I know the whole world is my home!
Try again!
In Sudan I have family and love
But lack the career and won't be married off
Jamaica has my career in check
There's gallop and there's backup when I flex lyric
"Watcha...Yo tha little white girl deh can sing
Bombocloth yo little white girl eah go be
Where tha white girl come from
Where you come from again?"
I run the show when I talk like them
I hear my songs rule Irie FM
And even though they like me and love my voice
I'm very white and smell heavily of money, ey
[Outro]
I try my luck year after year
And I know exactly where I stand
In Sudan I'm a pale one
And in Denmark, the black sheep... baa