Flaskpost från Utopia [English translation]

Hello, I was just gonna let you hear from me, it has been awhile, how are you doing? How has it been since I left?

I guess so, probably the same for everybody, everything,like always and you work as usual

It usually doesn't happen much in that city

The same things over and over, it almost drives you crazy

How's the economy? Hope you manage

When the bills arive you usually struggle

You're still saving for the vacation, right?

By the way, how are the guys doing? Shit, how are the rest of them?

I bet you don't have anything decent to do

How is Henke? Don't tell me he is still drinking heavily

The same, the old, you walk in boredom

sad, what you are missing out on, if you only knew

Honestly I don't know how you cope

Whatever, send my greatings to all of them,

(goodbye, ''slang'')

refr:

Everything is so wonderful here, every day amazing

no-one is in love with someone that they can't have, or unnessesary rich

Everyone takes care of eachother and no-one is oppressed

here in Utopia it's not required to escape from reality

Hello

Everything is great here

Everything is so perfect and exact as it could be

At home heavy, here I only have nice moments left

Every day like the seventh day, pleasures in hundreds

Every day the nicest dices

and the favorite drinks are running down the streams

don't wanna brag or shine

but can you imagene the feeling?

To be able to have evrything you have ever wanted

and I do all the time

cause where I am there are no obsticles to live life

you are surely thinking; here money grows on trees

No, no money is needed, you can throw that away

Where no minds meet

and all love is taken and given with no conditions

so the only reason that I am writing

is that I have found the meaning

the meaning with... the meaning with life

refr.

I said goodbye to my everyday life

to hanging in pubs

to picking up hard-catched ladies

goodbye to systembolaget (store in Sweden that sells alcohol)

and goodbye to beeing hangover

goodbye

to the spiral of doing the same things

but hello

I have found a crack in the facade

the waterhole is emptied for me in this oas

when I got here I could not contain myself

but listen, I never thought I would say it

you need winter to appriciate summer

I have decided that it is time to come home

you need to miss something to be able to like it later on

the decision, it is made, it is time that I come back home

refr.