Ballad om vintern [English translation]

I remember everything as beautiful and colorful

I remember how we used to smile

But the leaves fell, the weather changed

The sky became colorless, unchanging grey

I have never had any winter fun

Since I was twelve or thirteen

But can you understand, how it became so

When our sky is colorless, unchanging grey

Certainly there are moments that shine

Sometimes it can feel okay

But it will be, at best, like a super 8 film

Where the sky is colorless, unchanging grey

Unchanging grey