Över Gränsen [English translation]

got so tired of the hot summer.

tired of the pictures in the city'

tired of Olssons shoes and the mill

tired in the night, tired in the day

Tired of all election-propaganda, as cheap as advertising

yes "we want a better Sweden". Oh ****/damn!

I've taken myself to Copenhagen

renting a room from a friendly lady

walking the streets for hours here

eating breakfeast at the terrace

I've been quiet for ten days or more

I think im sharpening my weapons, when nobody sees

breezing the first cool wind

in her wild autumn-garden

the lady of heart, now in September

begins another kind of spring

You would love to walk in the park hereby

there over the edge can you be whenever you want to.

I got so tired of the hot summer

tired of never stand still

tired of the clowns in TV

tired of nothing, tired of everything

Lady of heart, here you get your powers back again

soon I can get out on the ice, but not yet

and lady of heart, if the crap gets to you

the dream runs and the weekday grows

and if you're searching for the thread

or just misses a brother

if you have your throat full of months with grind

take your luggage over the edge and come here