Dido's lament [Swedish translation]

Thy hand, Belinda... darkness shades me;

on thy bosom let me rest;

more I would, but Death invades me:

death is now a welcome guest!

When I am laid, am laid in earth, may my wrongs create

no trouble, no trouble in thy breast;

remember me, remember me, but ah! forget my fate.

Remember me, but ah! forget my fate.