Lars er en fyr fra København.

Lars is a guy from Copenhagen.

Det er i den gamle bydel, han bor.

He lives in the old town.

Tæt ved havnen, hvor skibe sejler, og måger skriger.

Close to the harbor, where ships sail and seagulls scream.

Hver dag går han på pub.

Every day he goes to the pub.

Han elsker at snakke med folk der.

He loves talking to people there.

En dag, Lars ønskede noget andet.

One day, Lars wanted something different.

Han ønskede at prøve noget nyt.

He wanted to try something new.

Han tog hen til en svensk restaurant.

He went to a Swedish restaurant.

Her spiste han en lækker svensk ret og nød en god svenskrøget øl.

Here he ate a delicious Swedish dish and enjoyed a good Swedish smoked beer.

Da Lars vendte tilbage til sin yndlingspub, følte han sig glad og energisk.

When Lars returned to his favorite pub, he felt happy and energized.

Han sagde hej til alle, men noget var galt.

He said hello to everyone, but something was wrong.

Ordene kom ud forkert.

The words came out wrong.

Det lød ikke som dansk, det lød som svensk.

It didn't sound like Danish, it sounded like Swedish.

Folk kiggede mærkeligt på ham.

People looked at him strangely.

De begyndte at grine.

They began to laugh.

Alle på pubben grinte af Lars.

Everyone in the pub laughed at Lars.

Det var både pinligt og sjovt.

It was both embarrassing and funny.

Lars begyndte selv at grine.

Lars started laughing too.

Han var glad for at gøre folk glade.

He was happy to make people happy.

Da natten faldt på, tog Lars hjem.

As night fell, Lars went home.

Han følte sig trist, men også lettet.

He felt sad, but also relieved.

Han havde lært noget vigtigt.

He had learned something important.

Det er okay at være anderledes.

It's okay to be different.

Folk vil grine, men det betyder ikke, de griner af en.

People may laugh, but it doesn't mean they're laughing at you.

Den næste dag gik Lars igen på pubben.

The next day, Lars went to the pub again.

Alle var glade for at se ham.

Everyone was happy to see him.

Nogle grinede igen.

Some laughed again.

Lars trak på skuldrene og smilede.

Lars shrugged and smiled.

Han bestilte en øl.

He ordered a beer.

Men denne gang bestilte han den på dansk.

But this time, he ordered it in Danish.

Selvom Lars talte svensk ved en fejl, var hans oplevelse sjov.

Even though Lars spoke Swedish by mistake, his experience was funny.

Folkene på pubben grinede, men det var ikke ondt ment.

The people at the pub laughed, but it wasn't meant to be mean.

Lars lærte, at man godt kan lave fejl og stadig være glad.

Lars learned that it's okay to make mistakes and still be happy.

Og det er det, der gør livet i København så vidunderligt.

And that's what makes life in Copenhagen so wonderful.