Dancing goes on on Svinsta island
Hear the heels against the rocks
The boy, he dances with the girl he loves
In the still summer night.
The flowers smell from the grass there
And from many other places
And in the middle of the thrush's evening concert
Merry laughter can be heard
(Chorus)
Lovely is the summer night,
The glistening water of the bay.
And between the mountains and the pines,
The melody and the music is heard.
The girl has flowers in her hair,
The moon sprinkles silver in the grove.
Never will I forget my moments there
On Svinsta island.
The boy takes the girl by the hand
And walks down the beach,
They untie their dinghy and they row away from land,
Among the rocks and the islands.
Dreamily he sees the waves,
That roll on the beach.
He kisses his girl so tenderly,
And whispers "sweetheart".
(Chorus)
The sun rises behind Konungs Sund,1
And sprinkles gold on the waves.
The birds chirp in every grove,
Their peaceful matins.
The pikes hit the ground of the island,
So playful in the grass.
But the last waltz in the morning hour,
You hear from Svinsta island
(Chorus)
1. Possibly the name of a place