Visa vid vindens ängar [English translation]

A wind runs over the wind's meadows

A tulle curtain flutters

And I will write a summer ballad

With sun and scent of flowers in its melody

I wanted to sing about Katarina

To wooden flutes and cymbal tunes

But the tones of the wind turn into songs of the summer

I just listen in a hall of birch leaves

A wind runs over the wind's meadows

A tulle curtain flutters

And I will write a summer ballad

With sun and scent of flowers in its melody

A girl is walking in the aspen grove

I have a yellowed photo

Over the years she became a dream, a fairy tale

A lonely wanderer's sympathy

I wanted to write a little ballad

Where moments turn into eternity

But words go mute and tones go deaf

And the ballad's concept becomes a secret

A wind runs over the wind's meadows

A tulle curtain flutters

And I will write a summer ballad

With sun and scent of flowers in its melody