Västerås [English translation]

As I, deep in thought, here on the ferry

made my way home on my mind

Now I am leaving Västerås behind

Where pancakes with apple sauce

And Koskenkorva were so good

Too drunk to drive home again

But do you remember the summer of ninety-five

When I came home from Västerås

It is hardest in the beginning

I made that clear to myself

When the tears in my eyes

Are a sign of love

I already see it, all I want to see

Too drunk to drive home again

But do you remember the summer of ninety-five

When I came home from Västerås

No but that devil was Åke Örjan

I cannot remember that anymore

I guess Gamla Stygan is still in its place

As it's called little shack

The green villa in summer strand