På stormiga vatten [English translation]

I fell right into the house

where the theories were broken against each other,

where the viscera were opened in the light

in the feverish name of straightness.

It was quack therapy

and cheater's honesty

and matriarchal cliques.

I took my madness and escaped.

We are sailing on stormy waters.

An icy wind blows.

But the stars shine in the night,

and the crew is not blind.

They unlocked and pulled close the curtains

towards the street where the tone was tough.

Where they fought against the machines

at a completely different spiritual level.

I spoke with them outside,

they showed me their wounds.

Then they said, and sneaked a look at the house:

"We can't understand this."

We are sailing on stormy waters.

An icy wind blows.

But the stars shine in the night,

and the crew is not blind.

• Artist:Björn Afzelius
• Album:Globetrotter (1980)