Brev från kolonien [English translation]

Greetings mom, greetings pops!

Here's a letter from your beloved son.

We're having fun at the colony,

we're living 28 gangsters in a...

... large barrack with lots of beds.

Can you send more money?

That would be a good deed

I've gambled away every

penny at dice.

I promise there's fun here

although a bit hard to sleep

the guy in the bed above me, no he

doesn't awake when he needs to

I've lost two front teeth

because I was doing handstands

when we played charades,

so now when mom sees me she'll go nuts.

Out in the forest there are germs

but my buddy, he has pills

that he bought from a shady guy,

and if you eat them you turn into a funny guy

The warden has gone away

he will never be what he used to

because the police apprehended

him last week when we played forest fire.

Out in the forest there are deers,

in the barrack there are critters

and my best friend Tage

has a tiny pocket knife in his stomach.

They'll do surgery on him,

and now I've told you all I know

a kiss and a hug and a hearty thanks,

but now we're leaving to ignite the neighboring barracks!

• Artist:Cornelis Vreeswijk
• Album:Visor och oförskämdheter