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DANISH ORIGINAL

Regnvejrsdag i november

Jeg vil male dagen blå
med en solskinsstribe på
vælge lyset frem for skyggen
gi' mig selv et puf i ryggen
tro på alting, selv på lykken.
Jeg vil male dagen blå.

Jeg vil male dagen gul
solen som en sommerfugl
sætter sig på mine hænder
alle regnvejrsdage ender
der står "maj" på min kalender
Jeg vil male dagen gul.

Jeg vil male dagen rød
med den sidste roses glød
jeg vil plukke kantareller
løvetand og brændenælder
leve i det nu der gælder.
Jeg vil male dagen rød.

Jeg vil male dagen grøn
dyb og kølig flaskegrøn
sætte tændte lys i stager
glemme rynker, dobbelthager
håbe på mit spejl bedrager.
Jeg vil male dagen grøn.

Jeg vil male dagen hvid
nu hvor det er ulvetid
købe franske anemoner
for de sidste tyve kroner
lytte til Vivaldis toner
Jeg vil male dagen hvid.

Jeg vil male dagen lys
strege ud og sætte kryds
jeg har tusind ting at gøre
klokken elleve fem og fyrre
blev november hængt til tørre
Jeg vil male dagen lys.

LITERAL TRANSLATION

Rainy Day in November

I am going to paint the day blue
With a stripe of sunshine on it
Choose the bright side before the shade
Give myself a nudge in the back
Believe in everything, even good fortune
I'm going to paint the day blue.

I'm going to paint the day yellow
The sun like a butterfly
Comes to perch on my hands
All rainy days are are ending
My calendar announces 'May'
I'm going to paint the day yellow.

I'm going to paint the day red
With the glow of the last rose
I'm going to pick mushrooms
Dandelions and stinging nettles
Live in this present that matters
I'm going to paint the day red.

I'm going to paint the day green
A deep, cool bottle green
Place lighted candles in their sticks
Forget about wrinkels, double chins
Hoping that my mirror is cheating
I'm going to paint the day green.

I'm going to paint the day white
Now that it's a time wolves
I'll buy poppy anemones
for my last twenty Kroner
Listen to the tones of Vivaldi
I'm going to paint the day white.

I'm going to paint the day bright
I'll cross out and tick in
I have a thousand things to do
At eleven forty-five
November was hung on the drying rack
I'm going to paint the day bright.

METERED TRANSLATION

This unrhymed metric version
follows the cadence of the original.

I am painting this day blue
With a stripe of golden sun
Choosing brightness, not the shadow
Nudge myself on with decision
Trust in all things, even fortune
I am painting this day blue.

Yellow I will paint this day
Like a butterfly the sun
On my hands is softly perching
Every rainy day is ending
"May" is what my diary's saying
Yellow I will paint this day.

I am painting this day red
With the glow of the last rose
I am going to pick mushrooms
Dandelions, stinging nettles
Living in this present moment
I am painting this day red.

I am painting this day green
A deep, soothing bottle green
In their sticks I'm placing candles
Not a thought of weight gain, wrinkles
Hoping that my mirror's cheating
I am painting this day green.

I am painting this day white
Thinking of these times of wolves
I am going to buy spring flowers
For my final twenty Kroner
Listen to tunes of Vivaldi
I am painting this day white.

I am painting this day bright
Crossing out and ticking in
Heaps of items on my checklist
At eleven forty seven
November went on the clothes line
I am painting this day bright.