Lyrics of Balladen om all kärleks lön - Cornelis Vreeswijk

Balladen om all kärleks lön (original)

Finns hare ngon som har hittat en sjl?
Var d s vnlig och behandla den vl.
Handskas med den som om den var gjord av porslin.
Var god ta det vackert, det kan vara min.
Jag tog en promenad, jag tror det var igare kvll.
Mnen sken p staden, jag var lycklig och sll.
Med guld I plnboken och frjd I min sjl,
185 pix som jag inte minns vl.
D mtte jag en ungm och blev vilsen och strl.
Frst snt hon min plnbok, sen tog hon min sjl.
Plnboken tmde hon nare hon sjlen fick se,
Sen fste hon den p barmen som sin segertrof.
Jag tigde och bnfll henne p alla vis,
Fare jag tillbaks den snlla sta Maj-Lis?
En man utan sjl are som en naken barbar,
Ge jag nu min, det are den enda jag har.
Men hon smet frn platsen och har ej tervnt.
Det finns ingen ledtrd, inget signalement.
Ingen beskrivning p sjlen hon stal,
Var den rd eller grn, var den tjock eller liten och smal.
Liten och smal.
Finns hare ngon som har hittat en sjl?
Var d s vnlig och behandla den vl.
Handskas med den som om den var gjord av porslin.
Var god ta det vackert, det kan vara min.

(translation)

Has anyone found a sjl?
So be kind and treat it well.
Handle it as if it were made of porcelain.
Please take it beautiful, it can be mine.
I took a walk, I think it was earlier in the evening.
Men shone on the city, I was happy and sad.
With gold in my wallet and joy in my soul,
185 pix that I don't remember vl.
There I met a young man and got lost and lost.
First she stole my wallet, then she took my soul.
She emptied her wallet before she could see her soul,
Then she fastened it to her bosom as her victory trophy.
I kept silent and begged her in every way,
Shall I go back on the sweet May-Lis?
A man without a soul is like a naked barbarian,
Now give me mine, it's the only one I have.
But she fled the scene and has not returned.
There is no clue, no clue.
No description of the soul she stole,
Was it red or green, was it thick or small and thin.
Small and slim.
Has anyone found a sjl?
So be kind and treat it well.
Handle it as if it were made of porcelain.
Please take it beautiful, it can be mine.