Sweden, Sweden, beloved friend,
An ashamed tiger
I know how it feels
When serious things have become a joke
When the silence is scary
What has happened?
Welcome, welcome here
Whoever you are, wherever you are
Decorate the porch for a party
For a long coming guest
In the country, less is best
We cheers for another Midsummer
Fresh potatoes and herring
Like if time stood still
Welcome, welcome here
Whoever you are, wherever you are
The rain pounds against the windows now
But the night is bright in a country without light
And the glass glitters quietly on our table
As empty as words
Of course love is large
Welcome, welcome here
Whoever you are, wherever you are