Ensammast i Sverige [English translation]

Down from minus 50 degrees

The man next to me reeks of sweat

We go down into a warm darkness

I disinherit you on a napkin

I see you at the terminal

like a mirage of a prada-clone

I've hid a need in my scarf

for an unthinkable moment like this

I walked slowly towards the table

with a cautious look

Across my face, in midsentence

you hit me as hard you could

I saw that you enjoyed it

From a fathomless boredom

the warm, loving violence arose

and the wine spilled

turning into pale rorschach

I saw someone at a red-light

same umbrella

And somewhere in my wallet

a post-it from '97 glows

where ten ballpoint-blue little numbers

shouts "dare" without words

But the moment passes

like shadows from cumulus clouds

I see your back from the cab

even though I know you've fled

from this cold, silent country

My steps follow the beat of wiper blades

I can't recall what happened

but I'm still in cold sweat

World Championship in keeping the mask on

Feel sorry for me

I'm the loneliest one in Sweden

And I dragged you down with me

and then I just slipped away

I'm sorry, sorry for everything

for my damned, forked tongue

I have a picture somewhere,

where we are kings and queens

Now there are pictures everywhere,

where old faces are young again

and I've been obsessed with finding

emotions that are lost

It's been a long, long night

but I'm relieved that my tears

are contained and calm

• Artist:Kent
• Album:Tillbaka till Samtiden