Troll och älva [English translation]

The night now lowers its black veil

over man and municipality

Now, everything gets well that was amiss

Cold sky becomes warm and brown

You, you become beautiful, and I become naughty

I am a troll and you a fairy

Put your joy on my hunched back

Sorrow, we must carry by ourselves

Let us forget what in the day has happened

I am you and you are me

One plus one is mathematically one

before the night becomes the day

You, you become beautiful, and I become naughty

I am a troll and you a fairy

Put your joy on my hunched back

Sorrow, we must carry by ourselves

The sky lifts its hemline

Light is filtered through the window

Again, the two of us walk in different directions

I have no one, you are without

You, you were beautiful, and I was naughty

I am a troll and you a fairy

Put your joy on a different back

Sorrow, we must carry by ourselves