Langt inde midt i København, sad Lars og Emilie på Café Floden.

Far into the heart of Copenhagen, Lars and Emilie were sitting at Café Floden.

De grinede meget.

They laughed a lot.

Lars havde en idé.

Lars had an idea.

De skulle lege en leg.

They should play a game.

Den der kunne sige det sværeste danske ord, vandt.

The one who could say the most difficult Danish word would win.

Lars begyndte.

Lars started.

"Rødgrød med fløde," sagde han hurtigt.

"Rødgrød med fløde," he said quickly.

Det var nemt.

It was easy.

Emilie grinede og rystede på hovedet.

Emilie laughed and shook her head.

"Det var let," sagde hun.

"That was easy," she said.

Nu var det hendes tur.

Now it was her turn.

"Lusepuster," sagde Emilie og grinede.

"Lusepuster," Emilie said and laughed.

Hun sagde det langsomt og tydeligt.

She said it slowly and clearly.

Lars prøvede at sige det.

Lars tried to say it.

Men det lød forkert.

But it sounded wrong.

De grinede begge to.

They both laughed.

Det var sjovt.

It was funny.

"Svesken på disken," sagde Lars så.

"Svesken på disken," Lars said then.

Han sagde det lige så hurtigt som før.

He said it just as fast as before.

Det lød lidt dumt.

It sounded a bit silly.

Men Emilie forstod ham.

But Emilie understood him.

"Det var sjovt," sagde hun og grinede endnu mere.

"That was funny," she said and laughed even more.

Pludselig kom Sofie ind i caféen.

Suddenly Sofie came into the cafe.

Hun var Lars' og Emilies gode ven.

She was Lars' and Emilie's good friend.

"Hvad laver I," spurgte hun og satte sig ved dem.

"What are you doing," she asked and sat down with them.

"Vi siger svære danske ord," sagde Lars.

"We're saying difficult Danish words," Lars said.

Sofie grinede.

Sofie laughed.

"Kan jeg være med," spurgte hun.

"Can I join," she asked.

De sagde ja.

They said yes.

"Ministerbilschauffør," sagde Sofie så.

"Ministerbilschauffør," Sofie said then.

Det var et langt ord.

It was a long word.

Lars og Emilie kiggede på hende.

Lars and Emilie looked at her.

Det var ikke let.

It wasn't easy.

Men de prøvede at sige det.

But they tried to say it.

Det lød mærkeligt.

It sounded strange.

Alle grinede.

Everyone laughed.

Så vendte de tilbage til København.

Then they returned to Copenhagen.

De havde haft det sjovt.

They had had fun.

De havde lært nye, svære ord.

They had learned new difficult words.

De havde grinet meget.

They had laughed a lot.

Til sidst sagde Lars, "Rullepølse".

Finally, Lars said, "Rullepølse."

Alle prøvede at sige det.

Everyone tried to say it.

De grinede og græd næsten af grin.

They laughed and almost cried from laughter.

Det var en perfekt dag.

It was a perfect day.

Sådan endte det.

That's how it ended.

Alle var glade.

Everyone was happy.

Og de havde fået nogle sjove minder.

And they had some funny memories.

Alt var godt.

Everything was good.

Det var alt.

That was all.