På loftet sidder nissen med sin julegrød,
sin julegrød, så god og sød,
han nikker, og han spiser, og han er så glad
for julegrød er hans bedste mad.
Men rundt omkring står alle de små rotter,
og de skotter, og de skotter:
“Vi vil så gerne ha’ lidt julegodter,”
og de danser, danser rundt i ring.
Men nissefar han truer med sin store ske:
“Vil I nu se at kom’ af sted,
for jeg vil ha’ min julegrød i ro og fred,
og ingen, ingen vil jeg dele med.”
Men rotterne de hopper, og de danser,
og de svinser, og de svanser,
de kikker efter grøden, og de standser,
og de står om nissen tæt i ring.
Men nissefar han er en lille hidsigprop,
og med sin krop han gør et hop:
“Jeg henter katten, hvis I ikke holder op,
når katten kommer, skal det nok bli’ stop.”
Så bliver alle rotterne så bange,
åh, så bange, åh, så bange,
de vender sig og danser et par gange,
og en, to, tre, så er de væk! |
In the loft the Nisse is siting with his Christmas porridge,
his Christmas porridge, so good and sweet,
he’s nodding, and he’s eating, and he is so happy
since Christmas porridge is his best food.
But all around the small rats are standing,
and they’re glancing, and they’re glancing:
”We really want to have som Christmas candy,”
and they’re dancing, dancing in a round.
But Nisse Dad he’s threatening with his big spoon:
”You better make sure to get away,
because I want my Christmas porridge for myself in peace,
and with nobody, nobody do I want to share.”
But the rats they’re hopping, they’re dancing,
and they’re flouncing, and they’re ”flancing”,
they’re looking at the porridge, and they’re stopping,
and they stand closely around the Nisse in a round.
But Nisse Dad he is a little angry chap,
and with his body he makes a jump:
”I’ll fetch the cat if you guys don’t stop,
when the cat comes, this will surely end.”
Then all the rats are getting so scared,
oh, so scared, oh, so scared,
they turn around and dance a couple of times,
and one, two, three, they’re gone! |
