Sweden, Sweden, beloved friend
A tiger that is ashamed
I know how it feels
When seriousness has become a joke
When the silence frightens
What is it that has happened
Welcome, welcome here
Whoever you are, wherever you are
Deck your veranda for a party
For a guest from far away
In the land where moderate is best
We drink to another midsummer
Fresh potatoes and herring
As if time stood still
Welcome, welcome here
Whoever you are, wherever you are
The rain hits the window panes now
But the night is light in a land without sound
And the glass glitters quietly on our table
Just as empty as words
Of course love is great
Welcome, welcome here
Whoever you are, wherever you are