Nils, I brought the whole crew out. Another year, another reason to turn this room inside out. When my head ran hot and the whole plan cracked, you let me talk it through, never tried to talk me back. You heard the parts I couldn’t get out clean, sat with the mess, didn’t make it a scene. I remember that call when I was running on fumes, you stayed on the line while I paced through the room. No grand speech, no rescue parade, just an open ear when I needed one made. So tonight I’m raising up a glass to the man who can take a rough truth and still understand. You’re a good friend, Nils, solid through the strain, and I’m glad I get to say it with the whole gang. No polished toast, no borrowed lines, just a loud room, good people, and a hell of a time.
Homo, happy birthday! Let the whole room shout. Homo, happy birthday! Turn the night inside out. Nils, you listened when I needed someone near. Homo, happy birthday! Make it loud, make it clear.
That nickname lands and you wear it just fine, you crack one grin and the table loses its mind. But jokes aside, I know what you’ve done, you gave me your time when I had nowhere to run. When the hard days piled up, you didn’t disappear, you made space for the truth, made the next step clear. I’m not calling you a saint, I’m not dressing it grand, I’m saying you showed up, and I understand. So bring out the cake, let the plates get passed, here’s to another lap and a night that lasts. You’ve got your own road, your own plans to pursue, and tonight every voice in here’s singing for you.
I’ll remember the patience, the calls you stayed through, the way you made room when I had too much to lose. No big perfect promise, just a thanks from my side for being there, Nils, and for keeping it real tonight.
Homo, happy birthday! Let the whole room shout. Homo, happy birthday! Turn the night inside out. Nils, you listened when I needed someone near. Homo, happy birthday! Make it loud, make it clear.
Homo, happy birthday! One more round, one more cheer. Homo, happy birthday! Glad you’re here, glad you’re here. Nils, this one’s yours, good friend, good year. Homo, happy birthday!