Öppna Landskap [English translation]

I feel best in open countryside,

Near the sea, I want to stay

A few months a year,

So that the soul can rest.

I feel best in open landscapes,

Where the winds get up.

There, the larks are high in the sky

And sings wonderfully.

Where I can burn my liquor myself,

And season it with St. John's Wort (1)

And drink it with pleasure,

To herring and homemade wort.

I feel best in open countryside,

Near the sea, I want to stay.

I thrive in peace and freedom,

For both body and soul.

No one comes near me,

Who closes in to steal

I feel best when day breaks,

When the fields are filled with light.

When the cock crows in the distance,

When it is far to the nearest house

But still so close,

That on a still and quiet night

While sitting under the stars,

You can hear the neighbors festive laughter

I thrive in peace and freedom,

For both body and soul.

I like it best when the sea swells,

And gulls are crying.

When the beach is filled with seashells,

With oceansound inside.

With clear and simple, will prevail as it wants.

When yes is yes and no is no,

And doubts remain silent.

Then I tie a wreath of leaves,

And put it at the nearest stone

Where runes carved for our sake,

Once a long time ago.

I like it best when the sea swells,

and gulls are crying

I feel best in the open countryside,

near the sea, I want to stay.