Med ögon känsliga för grönt [English translation]

And imagine in the park

In the spring

With eyes sensitive to green

And chestnut leaves as umbrellas

And our hands sensitive to everything that is nice

We folded a dove of paper

In the wind it sailed far

And it landed on a statue that

Had to change all the words in its song

It was raining but the pictures turned out good

There was a peculiar light that day

We filled our eyes

With the light and the thoughts of everything new

And imagine in the park

In the spring

With eyes sensitive to green

And chestnut leaves as umbrellas

I loved you then, I do now

It was raining but the pictures turned out good

There was a peculiar light that day

We filled our eyes

With the light and the thoughts of everything new

And imagine in the park

In the spring

With eyes sensitive to green

And chestnut leaves as umbrellas

I loved you then, I do now