Solen hang lavt over Amager Strandpark, og duften af saltvand svævede i luften.

The sun hung low over Amager Strandpark, and the scent of saltwater lingered in the air.

Folk havde samlet sig for at fejre Sankt Hans Aften.

People had gathered to celebrate Sankt Hans Aften.

Børn løb omkring på stranden, mens voksne tændte bål og gjorde klar til at synge midsommerviser.

Children ran around on the beach, while adults lit bonfires and prepared to sing midsummer songs.

Midt i dette liv var Søren, med kameraet hængende om halsen som altid.

In the midst of this life was Søren, with his camera hanging around his neck as always.

Han stod lidt væk fra den larmende skare, med fokus rettet mod himlen.

He stood a little apart from the noisy crowd, focused on the sky.

Solnedgangen var nøglen til det perfekte billede, han planlagde at indsende til en fotokonkurrence.

The sunset was the key to the perfect picture he planned to submit to a photo contest.

Men skyer truede i horisonten, og han vidste, at tålmodighed var nødvendig.

But clouds threatened on the horizon, and he knew that patience was necessary.

Lotte og Mikkel, Sørens bedste venner, sad ved hans side.

Lotte and Mikkel, Søren's best friends, sat by his side.

Lotte, med sit lyse hår, kunne ikke sidde stille.

Lotte, with her fair hair, couldn’t sit still.

"Søren, kom nu!"

"Søren, come on!"

råbte hun.

she shouted.

"Vi skal prøve det nye ishus derovre.

"We need to try the new ice cream shop over there.

Kom nu!"

Come on!"

Mikkel, der bar sin bog med sig, nikkede.

Mikkel, who carried his book with him, nodded.

"Vi kommer bare tilbage, Søren.

"We'll just come back, Søren.

Det ser ud til, at skyerne vil blive der lidt endnu."

It looks like the clouds will stay there a little while longer."

Søren tøvede.

Søren hesitated.

Han ville ikke gå glip af solnedgangens gyldne lys.

He didn’t want to miss the sunset’s golden light.

"I kan gå.

"You can go.

Jeg bliver her lidt endnu.

I'll stay here a bit longer.

Det er vigtigt for mig."

It's important to me."

Lotte sukkede, men Mikkel klappede Søren på skulderen.

Lotte sighed, but Mikkel patted Søren on the shoulder.

"Så bliver vi her lidt længere.

"Then we’ll stay a bit longer.

Det er Sankt Hans, Søren.

It’s Sankt Hans, Søren.

Hvem ved, måske er du heldig."

Who knows, maybe you’ll get lucky."

Timerne gik, og skyerne begyndte langsomt at trække sig tilbage, ligesom håbet om en smuk solnedgang steg i Sørens hjerte.

The hours passed, and the clouds slowly began to retreat, just as hope for a beautiful sunset rose in Søren's heart.

Da solen endelig nåede kanten af horisonten, brød den gennem skyerne, oplyste vandet i strålende farver.

When the sun finally reached the edge of the horizon, it broke through the clouds, illuminating the water in brilliant colors.

Søren løftede sit kamera, klar til at fange øjeblikket.

Søren raised his camera, ready to capture the moment.

Lige da han trykkede på udløseren, sprang Lotte op.

Just as he pressed the shutter, Lotte jumped up.

"Wow!

"Wow!

Det er fantastisk!"

It's amazing!"

råbte hun, hvilket fik hende til at vælte ind i Søren.

she shouted, causing her to bump into Søren.

Kameraet vaklede i hans hænder.

The camera wobbled in his hands.

"Nej!"

"No!"

udbrød Søren, mens Lotte stivnede.

exclaimed Søren, as Lotte froze.

Men inden fortvivlelsen nåede toppen, greb Mikkel hurtigt kameraet fra sin ven.

But before despair could peak, Mikkel quickly grabbed the camera from his friend.

"Rolig, jeg har det!"

"Relax, I got it!"

Søren tjekkede billedet.

Søren checked the picture.

Perfekt.

Perfect.

Han trak vejret dybt og smilede til sine venner.

He took a deep breath and smiled at his friends.

"Tak, Mikkel.

"Thanks, Mikkel.

Og Lotte, det ændrer ikke på det smukke moment."

And Lotte, it doesn’t change the beautiful moment."

De tre venner gik mod bålet sammen.

The three friends walked toward the bonfire together.

Deres stridigheder glemt.

Their disputes forgotten.

De stod side om side, mens flammerne dansede mod nattehimlen.

They stood side by side as the flames danced against the night sky.

Søren følte sig selvsikker, fyldt med en ny værdsættelse af sine venner.

Søren felt confident, filled with a new appreciation for his friends.

Lotte og Mikkel havde også lært, at det var vigtigt at støtte deres venner, selv når tålmodigheden blev sat på prøve.

Lotte and Mikkel had also learned that it was important to support their friends, even when patience was tested.

Sammen sang de med, deres stemmer smeltede sammen med resten af koret rundt om bålet.

Together they sang along, their voices blending with the rest of the choir around the bonfire.

Sommerluften var fyldt med glæde og venskab, mens de fejrede den magiske Sankt Hans Aften.

The summer air was filled with joy and friendship as they celebrated the magical Sankt Hans Aften.