Danish Soul in Swedish Skies Lyrics

A land of sweet, a Danish land resides

With his loyal dog Embla, always by his side

Running the magazine, boss of the market scene

Arranging profits, he lived in a dream

In the Swedish winter, he'd hit the slopes

Gliding through the snow, with a heart full of hope

Summer greens and fairways, he'd swing the club

Bringing people together, spreading the love

Danish soul in Swedish skies

With Embla by his side, they'd rise

Through the words he'd mispronounce

Still he'd never lose his bounce

Names and phrases, oh, they'd twist his tongue

But he'd laugh it off, songs unsung

In the office hustle, with a smile so bright

He'd plan events, day and night

From the bustling market to the quiet trails

With a passion strong, love prevails

A man of joy, despite the stumbles

Through sweetest words, his heart never crumbles

Danish soul in Swedish skies

With Embla by his side, they'd rise

Through the words he'd mispronounce

Still he'd never lose his bounce

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Organizing joy from dawn till dusk

With a heart of gold and a spirit robust

Through the ups and downs, he'd always strive

Living fully, feeling so alive

Danish soul in Swedish skies

With Embla by his side, they'd rise

Through the words he'd mispronounce

Still he'd never lose his bounce

So here's to the Danish man in Swedish land

With Embla close in life's old plan

Through every word and every name

His heart of gold remains the same