Somliga går med trasiga skor [English translation]

Some walk in tattered shoes

Tell why is that so

God father who in heaven lives

might want it that way.

God father who in heaven lives,

closes his eyes and sleeps sweetly.

Who cares about a pair of tattered shoes,

when you're old and tired

Who cares about how the days pass

they wander as they please.

Fellow citizen in one hundred years,

you will no longer be.

Then someone else has taken your chair

you won't know of it

you feel neither rain nor sun

down in your dark grave

Who cares about how the nights fly by

I don't care one bit

As long as I can keep my face

Hidden in my darling's hair.

I am a doubtful figure.

Not good for much.

Behind a corner death stands lurking.

He takes me when he wants.

Some walk with tattered shoes,

until they finish walking.

The devil who in hell lives

will have a good laugh then.