2020.11.01.
Don't Give Up, Girl
Amalie K. was like no otherThe family eccentric
She lived a life of her own making
And most called her crazy
But as the only witch at Lambertseter
She had a good laugh at the satellite cities' prophets
Amalie K. was mean with a spark
And made lovers see red
She was a colorful, true bohemian
From the hour she was born
True, she may have arrived in the world too early
They weren't ready for a lady quite as stylish
She said
Push on! Go for it!
You get nowhere by being nice
Cause it's way too easy to betray
A 'bow, nod, curtsy' type of girl
Push on! Go for it!
You can do whatever you want
And come to expect a bit of everything
But get up on stage
Get up on stage, girl!
Amelie K. was aglow
For nearly a hundred years
They feared she was immortal
But even witches pass away
She weaved many a beautiful fairytale image
From troll dust she retrieved from dark sources
And she said
Push on! Go for it!
You get nowhere by being nice
It's much too easy to betray
A 'bow, nod, curtsy' type of girl
Push on! Go for it!
You can do anything you want
Be a disturbance
But get up on stage
Get up on stage, girl!
I hear her cheering from above
A grandma who wasn't very strict:
Don't give up, girl! Don't give up, girl! Don't give up, girl!
Push on! Go for it!
You get nowhere by being nice
Cause it's way too easy to betray
A 'bow, nod, curtsy' type of girl
Push on! Go for it!
You can do whatever you want
And come to expect a bit of everything
But get up on stage
Get up on stage, girl!
Don't give up, girl! Don't give up, girl! Don't give up, girl!