Trubbel [English translation]

Now meadows are radiant with all of summer's flowers.

Now, bees buzzing, and birds singing everywhere.

Now, the wind is blowing through the trees' high crowns

but in my garden, it is withered, dark and cold.

Here it is scrubby and overgrown, ugly and brushy

and just as hopelessly gray and dull as in my chest.

Outside all the scents of summer are smelling.

There it is the summer, but in here, it is autumn.

I lived happy here with you and my cats

a life of sin and without attempt for salvation.

Reconciled with my character, because I have never

been able to say no to anything whatsoever.

And haven't denied me this nor that,

and lived life, until it was shattered one day.

The start with you cheating on me with another,

one whom, you said, was much finer than me.

Our quarrel lasted weeks, cries mixed with tears

and I was thoroughly compared with your fine friend

Until you confessed that she had dumped you.

Then the deadly silence fell over the garden again!

From that moment that woman was twice hated

She had been playing with you, with us for a little while

And to think, I felt it like I, as well, had been rejected

I wanted to fight, and walked toward the defeat of my life

I came with a hammer ready, under my jacket

When she came out with a silk scarf, and said: Good day!

Come in and sit down for a while, so we can talk!

I just stammered, now I do not remember what ...

And I was offered liqueurs and cigars, and

and could not get myself to refuse!

And when we parted, we had become best friends and close comrades

and I took things that you had forgotten home to you!

I walk around in my Pompeii, among the ruins,

and I trample around in the remains out of our lives

But you should never give me the taunts of shekels (pennies)

and never shalt thou become another woman's pastime!

No, to the old, we will bind beautiful garlands

and take our lives and my cats as they are.

And despite all the love deficiency and brokenness and fringes

I will love you all my life, it's you I hold dear!

• Artist:Monica Zetterlund