There's a wind over the winds meadows
It flutters in a tulle curtain
And I'm gonna write a sommer song
With sun and the scent of flowers in the melody
I wanted to sing about Katarina
To the tunes of wooden flutes and cymbals
With the tones of the wind
I only listen in halls of birch leaves
There's a wind over the winds meadows
It flutters in a tulle curtain
And I'm gonna write a sommer song
With sun and the scent of flowers in the melody
A girl is walking in Aspelunden
I have a yellowed photo
Over the years she became a dream, a fairytale
A lonely hikers sympathy
I wanted to write a little ballad
Where moments becomes eternity
But words become silent and tones deaf
And the though of the song becomes a secret
There's a wind over the winds meadows
It flutters in a tulle curtain
And I'm gonna write a sommer song
With sun and the scent of flowers in the melody