Mannen I Den Vita Hatten År Senare) (English)

A bench in a restless late april

I look over my shoulder and see you blink

I can have you whenever I want

A wind blows trash through the corridor one last time

And you and I hold our breaths and hold hands in the leap

Home is not so far

There were still thousands of tears left

They were yours to give to whoever

At last

They are the most precious jewels you have

So never apologise again

At last

We pass their borders

Do you remember our blood-oath, our law

Our stupid crusade against a just as silly town

I remember it all like nails against glass

But you just laugh at me, diminish it all to a joke

But I can see by your nervous stature and hunted look that it's felt

That home is far away

Soon there are no tears left

They were yours to give to whoever

At last

They are the most precious jewels we have

So never apologise again

At last

You set your own borders

That boy I never knew

Who walked streets I never saw

And thought thoughts I never thought

Under a thin and wispy hair

And all the feelings hit and exploded

The whole weekday full of holes

In a time when nothing happened

In a city that always slept

But darling we were all once small

Yes, we were all once small

Yes, we were all once small

I throw stones in my house of glass

I throw darts in my incubator

And so I grow my fear

Yes, I constantly sow new seeds

And in my greenhouse I am safe

There jealosy grows clear and green

I am lively afraid of living (livrädd is a swedish saying)

And deadly afraid of dying (dödsrädd is a swedish saying)

But darling sometime we will all die

Yes, sometime we will all die

Yes, sometime we will all die