Pyrus: The Greatest Christmas (Alletiders Jul)

Times pass

times shall come

time that was, is time that is passed

even tomorrow, time will be over

it's going to be Christmas

christmas is over

the one this year will probably be more fun, than the many we've had

and that's because Christmas is old and christmas is new

christmas is never the same

christmas is like a morning dawn

a new painting in an ancient frame

Christmas remains even as the years pass

therefore, we know we will have an all-time Christmas this year.

After the longest night of the year, it has finally become the 13th.

An accidental number maybe, but when it means

there is now only 11 days until Christmas, it is not so bad after all.

Even though Christmas still doesn't quite look like what it usually does.

Although there are enough wishes to choose from.

Not at least in the brightly colored catalogs.

But one thing is to wish for something.

Something else is when it comes true.

But life is a game.

And sometimes, on the line.

Unless something plays in, so you can get out.

But Christmas still lacks a lot in being itself.

And if it is to be reached in time, one must get up early.

Christmas remains even as the years pass

therefore, we know we will have an all-time Christmas this year.

December 13th. "The Luce Night."

Pyrus. Wake up!

- Get up! We have to get going. - What?

Now? Where to?

- We're going into the story again. Come on. - In the middle of the night?

- Then I hope it's a goodnight story. - It is in a way. It's the 'Luce night' tonight.

- Luce-what-type-of-nut? - You'll see. Now hurry down now.

Uh, Queen Margaret and King Eric await.

Should we now meet that tempered nut again?

Not that Margaret, the other one.

No, no, she's actually the first one.

The other one; it's her we have now.

Well, who is the Margaret we have visited?

Well, it's a whole third.

Can you two agree?

Did you also say, King Eric?

Well, that's another one too.

That is not the other, but a whole fourth.

That is not the fourth, but the seventh.

And in reality, the king is called Oluf.

But he died as a child.

Where after Margaret's foster son, Erik of Pomerania, became king.

But Margaret was still queen.

Yes, because Erik was only 16 years old.

And this one Margaret, who is the first one,

she is the daughter of Valdemar.

Well, well, we know him.

Yes, you do at least.

No, she doesn't, because that's not that Valdemar.

Is it also another one, too?

So maybe it's the third?

No, him here is the fourth, or Another Day, as he was called.

- Oh uh, him with the hunting dog. - The hunting dog?

Yes, once he had two, now he only has one.

But don't worry, he's dead at this time.

Well, let me see.

1395, 96, 97, that's where we are going in.

But first I must have delivered this one.

- What is it? - That's the floppy disk you were inside.

I have promised to deliver it back.

But firstly.

Disketarium, discotorium, skavillike, villike, grow.

Pyrus, be nice and jump in with this one.

Place it in front of the front door, but be quiet, and now no accidents.

Don't worry. I am too sleepy to think of anything.

Do you really dare to leave it to him?

Responsibility is the best teacher, and something so simple, it can't go wrong.

Uh, zzz.

Uh, oh.

HOLD IT!

Who is there?

Is it you, high king?

A knight? Me?

No, that's too much.

Well yes, if it can't be otherwise.

Thank you, their Majesty.

Where is he? This long it can't take.

Should I run in after him?

Otherwise, thank you, we should probably investigate the matter first.

I don't like it, here's too quiet.

Yes, at least it doesn't resemble Pyrus.

Hope he hasn't...

Stamp and inkspot, never in my lives created days.

What is it? What is it?

Well, look yourself, that boy has a brain like a chicken.

Oh yeah, a sleepy chicken.

Even when nothing can go wrong, Pyrus should probably think of something.

What do we do? What do we do now?

We have to wake him, I'm running in.

No, no, no, it's far too dangerous, let's see now.

What do I have here? A piece of straw.

Good, put it in through the hole.

And what can we use for...

To...

AHA!

A little crystallized sugar.

Yes, now you have to be my eyes.

And the straw should point straight down at him.

Yes. Uh, a little to the right.

A little down.

No, that was too much.

There, yes, there.

Well, it rained, their Majesty.

May I have the honour of holding the umbrella?

Oh, he continues sleeping.

You have to keep the tube still while blowing, Guttenborg.

Yes, yes, yes, that's easier said than done.

We try again.

Uh. Uh.

What? Yes, yes.

Well, yes, of course.

I am coming now.

I am coming now.

As if I understand where you have your thoughts, boy.

Not even the simplest, one dare to entrust you.

Sorry, but the bed looked so soft.

Yes, but not as soft as your head.

Oh, I should let you stay home today.

Oh no, Guttenborg, we have to stick together.

You are right.

I simply dare not let him out of sight.

On the other hand, I dare hope that you have done enough accidents for today.

Uh, aye, aye, sir.

Yes, good.

Then let's get off.

We've already wasted enough time.

So...

Anorium, stellarium, quisito, caloric, acceleratum, deceleratum.

BUM!

Hey, I think I know this place.

Well, isn't that where him Valdemar lives?

That sure is. Or was.

In the meantime, 140 years have passed, so now

it is Margaret who lives here at Vordinborg Castle.

- Is that Queen Margaret? - Right.

Or rather Denmark's Lady and Housemen, and the guardian of the realm.

Yes, that title can also be used for Norway and Sweden.

Is she also queen for them?

She is, according to a treaty called the Kalmar Union.

Queen Margaret the first is the most powerful ruler the North have had.

I would like to meet her.

Well, there you are. About time. About time.

The queen is waiting, you should know that.

Are we waited?

If! As if we have waited, you came.

- Especially the beautiful maiden there. - Me?

Do you see other beautiful maidens here?

- Aren't you the girl from town? - Yes, yes.

So come, come, come.

The queen is waiting.

- Well, where are we going? - Just go with, we'll meet later.

- Well, we can't... - Well, don't worry.

I think I know what's about to happen.

Hey, should here be a party?

Well, in its way, as I said, it's the Luce night.

Well, what is the Luce night even?

You will find out. Come on, now we mix with the crowd.

Make the door white, makes the gate wide.

Here we come with Christmas peace.

Soon the darkness shall know.

The long nights are over.

The short days we forget.

With song from the girl of light.

the Queen of Light walks with brilliance,

carries the light towards Saint Hansel,

walks towards bright times!

lights up our hearts,

bids the darkness to depart,

lights to all sides!

Santa Lucia

Santa Lucia

lights to all sides!

the Christmas angel brings hope,

carries the light over baptism,

the winter is over!

everything that was dark,

lights up where she has brought,

announces the coming of light!

Santa Lucia

Santa Lucia

announces the coming of light!

Santa Lucia

light in our hearts

Santa Lucia

light in our hearts

Santa Lucia

Santa Lucia

ignites hope and light in our minds!

the Queen of Light walks with brilliance,

spreads joy, song, and dance,