En gång ska han gråta
Å då skar hon linnet itu Hon vill glömma, hon vill glömma Inte kan hon bära det nu Hon vill inte ha det kvar Det var tänkt att visas för den som hon lovat, som hon lovat Han som aldrig kommer igen Den hon inte vill ha kvar Hon tar vad han har givit går ut i skymningen Det ska ned i svarta jorden och hon ser mot himmelen En gång ska han gråta fast ingen orkar förlåta Vad var dom värda hans dyra ord De fick dö i den svarta jord En gång ska han fatta Hon grät men då ska hon skratta Då ska hon dansa på lätta ben med en annan i månens sken Ingenting kan bli som förut Hon ska glömma, hon ska glömma Kärleken kan också ta slut Den kan dödas med ett svek Å då skar hon linnet itu Hon vill glömma, hon vill glömma Inte kan hon bära det nu Hon vill inte ha det kvar Och hon tar hans falska gåva går ut i skymmningen Där i jorden ska den sova och hon ser mot himmelen En gång... (Wester/Bäckman)
One day he'll cry
She cut her linen in two She wants to forget, she wants to forget She couldn't wear it now' She doesn't want to keep it' It was meant to be shown for the one Whom she promised, whom she promised She takes what he has given Goes out in the twilight It shall go down in the black soil and she looks towards heaven One day he'll cry although no one has the strength to forgive What were his dear words worth? They died in the black soil. One day he'll understand She cried, but then she will laugh Then she will dance on light feet. With someone else in the moonlight Nothing can be as before She shall forget, she shall forget Love can also end It can die with trechery She cut her linen in two She wants to forget, she wants to forget She couldn't wear it now' She doesn't want to keep it' And she takes his phony gift goes out in the twilight There, in the soil it will sleep and she looks towards heaven One day... (Wester/Bäckman) Translation by kind permission of Richard R. Renner. Translation supervised by Fredrik Stenshamn