Sneen dalede sagte ned over Nyhavn, mens julelysene glimtede mellem de farverige gavlhuse.

The snow fell gently over Nyhavn, while the Christmas lights twinkled between the colorful gabled houses.

Der var en særlig julestemning, der fyldte de brostensbelagte gader.

There was a special Christmas spirit filling the cobblestone streets.

Søren gik langsomt med hænderne dybt i lommerne.

Søren walked slowly with his hands deep in his pockets.

Han havde en mission: at finde den perfekte gave til sin kone.

He had a mission: to find the perfect gift for his wife.

Kirsten gik ved siden af ham, fuld af energi.

Kirsten walked beside him, full of energy.

"Se her, Søren!"

"Look here, Søren!"

udbrød hun ivrigt, mens hun pegede på en bod med håndlavede stearinlys.

she exclaimed eagerly, pointing at a stall with handmade candles.

"De er smukke og dufter af gran!

"They're beautiful and smell like fir!

Perfekt til jul."

Perfect for Christmas."

Mikkel, der gik lidt efter dem, rystede på hovedet.

Mikkel, who walked a little behind them, shook his head.

"Husk budgettet, Søren.

"Remember the budget, Søren.

Vi skal ikke bruge for meget på en ting," sagde han fornuftigt.

We shouldn't spend too much on one thing," he said sensibly.

Søren kiggede rundt på markedet.

Søren looked around the market.

Overalt var der juleting – nisser, gløgg og julepynt i alle former og farver.

Everywhere were Christmas items—gnomes, mulled wine, and ornaments of all shapes and colors.

Det var lidt overvældende.

It was a bit overwhelming.

"Det skal være noget særligt," mumlede han for sig selv og tænkte på sin kone.

"It has to be something special," he muttered to himself, thinking of his wife.

Sammen gik de tre venner videre gennem markedet.

Together, the three friends continued through the market.

Kirsten blev ved med at komme med forslag.

Kirsten kept making suggestions.

"Hvad med en uldplaid?

"What about a wool blanket?

Eller disse smukke keramikskåle?"

Or these beautiful ceramic bowls?"

Søren smilte, men tvivlede.

Søren smiled but was unsure.

Pludselig stoppede han op.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Der, midt på en bod, hang en håndlavet juleornament.

There, in the middle of a stall, hung a handmade Christmas ornament.

Det var formet som et snefnug og glimtede i lyset.

It was shaped like a snowflake and sparkled in the light.

Søren tog det op og drejede det i hænderne.

Søren picked it up and turned it in his hands.

"Det er lige os," tænkte han.

"This is just us," he thought.

Men prisen var høj.

But the price was high.

For høj.

Too high.

Med et tungt suk satte han det tilbage.

With a heavy sigh, he put it back.

"Jeg tror ikke, jeg har råd til det," sagde han til Mikkel og Kirsten.

"I don't think I can afford it," he said to Mikkel and Kirsten.

Kirsten så på Mikkel, og de begge nikkede stille.

Kirsten looked at Mikkel, and they both nodded quietly.

"Vi kan hjælpe," sagde Mikkel.

"We can help," said Mikkel.

"Vi kan skillinge sammen."

"We can chip in together."

Søren blev overrasket.

Søren was surprised.

"Det kan I ikke gøre," protesterede han.

"You can't do that," he protested.

Men de insisterede.

But they insisted.

"Det er jul, Søren," sagde Kirsten.

"It's Christmas, Søren," said Kirsten.

"Og gaver fra hjertet betyder mere end noget andet."

"And gifts from the heart mean more than anything else."

Søren følte en varme brede sig i brystet.

Søren felt a warmth spread in his chest.

Øjeblikket var særligt.

The moment was special.

Med vennernes hjælp købte Søren snefnugget.

With his friends' help, Søren bought the snowflake.

Det skinnede i lyset fra julelysene.

It shone in the light of the Christmas lights.

På vejen hjem følte Søren sig lettet og fyldt med taknemmelighed.

On the way home, Søren felt relieved and filled with gratitude.

Han indså, at det bedste ved julen var ikke gaverne, men venskabet og kærligheden bag dem.

He realized that the best part of Christmas was not the presents, but the friendship and love behind them.

Og at selv det mindste snefnug kan øge kærligheden, når det kommer fra hjertet.

And that even the smallest snowflake can amplify love when it comes from the heart.