Vi er i Tromsø, en by i nord.

We are in Tromsø, a city in the north.

Tromsø er vakkert.

Tromsø is beautiful.

Det er vinter og snøen dekker bakken.

It's winter and the snow covers the ground.

Det er kaldt.

It's cold.

I en hus bor Lars, Ingrid og Einar.

In a house live Lars, Ingrid, and Einar.

De er gode venner.

They are good friends.

En dag kommer en mann.

One day, a man arrives.

Han er en utlending.

He is a foreigner.

Mannen snakker norsk, men han forstår ikke 'kos'.

The man speaks Norwegian, but he doesn't understand 'cosiness'.

Lars, Ingrid og Einar vil hjelpe ham.

Lars, Ingrid, and Einar want to help him.

"Lars, hva er 'kos'?

"Lars, what is 'cosiness'?"

" spør mannen.

the man asks.

Lars tenker.

Lars thinks.

Han ser på peisen.

He looks at the fireplace.

Det brenner et bål.

A fire is burning.

Det er varmt.

It's warm.

"Se på bålet," sier Lars.

"Look at the fire," Lars says.

"Det er kos.

"That is cosiness."

""Jeg forstår ikke," sier mannen.

"I don't understand," says the man.

Ingrid har en idé.

Ingrid has an idea.

Hun lager en kopp varm kakao.

She makes a cup of hot cocoa.

Mannen drikker.

The man drinks it.

"Mmm," sier han.

"Mmm," he says.

"Det er godt.

"That is good."

" "Ja," sier Ingrid.

"Yes," says Ingrid.

"Og det er kos.

"And that is cosiness."

" "Jeg forstår ikke," sier mannen igjen.

"I still don't understand," says the man again.

Nå er det Einars tur.

Now it's Einar's turn.

Einar tar på seg votter.

Einar puts on mittens.

Han lager en snøball.

He makes a snowball.

Han kaster snøballen.

He throws the snowball.

"Kom igjen, lek med oss," sier Einar.

"Come on, play with us," says Einar.

"Det er kos.

"That is cosiness."

"Mannen ler.

The man laughs.

Han lager en snøball.

He makes a snowball.

De leker sammen.

They play together.

Det er gøy.

It's fun.

"Mmm," sier mannen.

"Mmm," says the man.

"Er dette kos?

"Is this cosiness?"

""Ja," sier Lars, Ingrid og Einar.

"Yes," say Lars, Ingrid, and Einar.

Mannen smiler.

The man smiles.

"Jeg tror jeg forstår," sier han.

"I think I understand," he says.

"Kos er varme fra et bål, god kakao, og lek i snøen," sier mannen.

"Cosiness is warmth from a fire, good cocoa, and playing in the snow," says the man.

"Kos er å ha det gøy.

"Cosiness is having fun.

Kos er gode venner.

Cosiness is good friends."

""Nøyaktig," sier Lars, Ingrid og Einar.

"Exactly," say Lars, Ingrid, and Einar.

Fra den dagen, forstår mannen 'kos'.

From that day on, the man understands 'cosiness'.

Han ler mye.

He laughs a lot.

Han drikker mer kakao.

He drinks more cocoa.

Han leker i snøen.

He plays in the snow.

Han er ikke lenger forvirret.

He is no longer confused.

Og i Tromsø, med Lars, Ingrid, og Einar, finner mannen mer enn kos.

And in Tromsø, with Lars, Ingrid, and Einar, the man finds more than cosiness.

Han finner venner.

He finds friends.

Han finner et hjem.

He finds a home.

I hjertet av vinteren, finner han varme.

In the heart of winter, he finds warmth.