| En stilla afton nare vinden var ljum
| A quiet evening near the wind was balmy
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| Tog jag gitarren, frsvann frn mitt rum
| I took the guitar, disappeared from my room
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| Vi, ville vara tillsammans ett tag
| We wanted to be together for a while
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| Gubben I’mnen, gitarren och jag
| The old man, the guitar and I
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| Jag sa till mnen med ord I min hand
| I said to the men with words in my hand
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| Vi kom med frgor och svar till varann
| We came with questions and answers to each other
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| Vi, ville veta hur vrlden ska vara
| We wanted to know what the world should be like
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| Vi are filosofer, gitarren och jag
| We are philosophers, the guitar and I.
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| Vem vet, sade min gitarr, I mitt kn Vem vet, hur jorden kommit p sned?
| Who knows, said my guitar, In my lap Who knows, how the earth came at an angle?
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| Jag vet, sade mnen bakom ett trd
| I know, said the men behind a tree
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| Men det ska bli min hemlighet till solens entr
| But it will be my secret to the sun's entrance
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| Sen kan jag sga hur den kom p sned
| Then I can tell how it went awry
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| En gitarr och en vrld
| A guitar and a world
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| Vem are dum och vem are lrd?
| Who are stupid and who are lrd?
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| En gitarr och en vn Det are bra, det duger n Och are, min sng lika bra?
| A guitar and a friend It's good, it's good enough And are, my song just as good?
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| D vntar vi hare, gitarren och jag
| Then we expect hare, the guitar and me
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| En stilla morgon nare vinden var sval
| One quiet morning near the wind was cool
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| Tiden var mogen fare scenens final
| The time was ripe danger scene final
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| Jag, kom ihg det mngubben sade
| I, remember what the old man said
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| Och upp, stiger solen, gitarren och jag
| And up, the sun, the guitar and I rise
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| Jag, sa till solen och himlen var klar
| I, said to the sun and the sky was clear
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| Men inte sg jag var mngubben var
| But do not say I was the old man was
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| Vi, fare vl vnta p svaren ngon dag
| We, far wait for the answer some day
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| Vi gjorde vrt bsta, gitarren och jag
| We did our best, the guitar and I.
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| Vem vet, sa min gitarr I mitt kn Vem vet, varfare jorden kommit p sned?
| Who knows, said my guitar In my lap Who knows, wherever the earth has come at an angle?
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| Jag vet, sa solen bakom ett trd
| I know, said the sun behind a tree
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| Men det ska bli min hemlighet tills mnens entr
| But it's going to be my secret until the men's entrance
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| Sen kan jag sga hur den kom p sned
| Then I can tell how it went awry
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| En gitarr och en vrld
| A guitar and a world
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| Vem are dum och vem are lrd?
| Who are stupid and who are lrd?
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| En gitarr och en vn Det are bra, det duger n Och are, min sng lika bra
| A guitar and a friend It's good, it's good enough And And, my song is just as good
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| D vntar vi hare, gitarren och jag
| Then we expect hare, the guitar and me
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| Och are, min sng lika bra
| And are, my song just as good
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| D vntar vi hare, gitarren och jag
| Then we expect hare, the guitar and me
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| Och are, min sng lika bra
| And are, my song just as good
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| D vntar vi hare, gitarren och jag | Then we expect hare, the guitar and me |