A song in Danish. The story of a boy who wanted to become famous so bad, that he forgot who he really was.
Story behind the song
Becoming a star does noy always bring out the best in you. That is what this song is about.
Lyrics
Brusende bifald, en følgespot,
Du står på scenen og alt er godt.
Alle smiler og synger med
Overalt blir du mødt med kærlighed.
Dine venner har ikke den samme succes,
De forsvinder lisså stille, men hvad gør det?
Du får nye venner, der matcher dig.
Herfra kender du kun en vej:
//At bli en popstar//
Hvad der ligger på jorden må man træde på,
tænker du nu, hvor du er ovenpå.
De gamle venner er uden ambitioner,
De er kun en flok grædekoner.
Så var det du havde snablen lidt for langt fremme,
Ja et eller andet kom i hvert fald i klemme.
I stedet for interview med Se & Hør,
endte du i barsk politiforhør.
For pigerne var lige en tand for unge
og selv om de loved at holde tand for tunge.
Så kom alting frem, da lavinen tog fat
Og selv om du fortrød, var der ingen rabat
//Til en popstar//
Nu lå du på jorden og de trådte på dig
De nye venner så den anden vej
De gamle venner, de frøs dig ud.
Du tramped på os og ville lege Gud
// for du var popstar! //
Hvad der ligger på jorden må man træde på
Måske sku man la vær, tænker du nu
Jeg glemte vist, hvem jeg egentlig var
I min store drøm om
//At bli en popstar //
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English translation
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Roaring applause, a close-up spot,
You are on stage and everything is fine.
Everyone smiles and sings along
Everywhere you are greeted with love.
Your friends do not have the same success,
They quietly disappear , but who cares?
You make new friends who are your match.
From here on, you only know one way:
// To become a pop star //
If it lies on the ground, you can step on it,
is what you're thinking now that you're up there.
Your old friends are without ambitions,
They're just - a bunch of wailing women.
Then you stuck your trunk out a little too far,
Well, surely something got stuck somewhere.
Instead of an interview in (See & Hear - a tabloid magazine) ,
you found yourself in a tough police interrogation.
For the girls were just a bit too young
and even if they promised to hold their tongue.
Everything revealed as the avalanche took off
And though you regretted it, there was no discount
// For a popstar //
Now you were lying on the ground and they stepped on you
The new friends looked the other way
The old friends, they froze you out.
"You trampled on us and wanted to play God
// c'ause you're a popstar! //
If it lies on the ground, you can step on it,
Maybe you should not, is your thought now
I must have forgotten who I really was
In my big dream of
// To become a pop star //