A small song celebrating our curling team from 1998:
Lyrics (online translation):
There is a small country
It begins with a d
It ends with a k
And the fourth-last letter is m
Before m is an n
But there is no c
And neither an å
But it is our home
It's the place where we stay
The country without a b
It's where we play our sport
The one that begins with a c
It's curling, it's wicked fun game
We're winning again this year
We're throwing rocks and sweeping with brooms
We give it our all to honor our country
We're throwing rocks and sweeping with brooms
We don't win every time, but we aim as best as we can
If an opponent opposes us and thinks that she will win
Then we distinguish her last hope, we defeat every opponent
We'll chrush them and humiliate them
We're winning again this year
We're throwing rocks and sweeping with brooms
We do what we can for the danish curligans
We're throwing rocks and sweeping with brooms
We don't win every time, but we aim as best as we can
Uhh jai jai jai
We're throwing rocks and sweeping with brooms
We give it our all to honor our country
We're throwing rocks, we're sweeping with brooms
We don't win every time, but we aim as best as we can
Uh, uahahhaha