now, i think its time to translate another swedish song lyrics to english again. its a song by Dan Andersson and here it is:



Around the beggar from Luossa, the people sat in a ring and at the fire they heard his song. and about beggars and roadmen and wonderful things and his longing he sang all the night long



"It is something beyond the mountains, beyond the flowers and the song, it is something behind the stars, behind my hot heart. Listen, something walks around and whispering, walks around and attracting me and tells me: Come to us, cause this Earth is not your realm.



I have listened to the calm waves against the beach. About the wild oceans rest i have dreamed. And in the spirit i have hurried to the shapeless land where the most loved we had shall be forgotten.



To a wild and eternal longing, we was born by pale mothers, out of the birth anguish of worry our first sound of misery rised. We was thrown on mountains and hills to tumble and play. And we played moose and lion, butterfly, beggar and god.



I sat calm by her side, she who´s heart was like mine tended our nest with gentle hands, i heard my heart called, what you own is not yours, and i was taken away by the spirit to have peace.



What i love, it is beyond and hidden in dark far away and my right way is high and lovely. And im drawn in the midst of the noise to tell the lord: Take away all of the Earth, i want to own what nobody have.



Follow me, brother, beyond the mountains with the calm cool rivers, where the ocean slowly falls asleep in mountain surrounded bed. Somewhere beyond the heaven is my home, i have my mother, in the midst of golden mists dressed ina coat of roses.



May the black salt water cool the cheeks hot of fever. May we be miles from life before the morning is complete. Not of this world i was and eternal tribulation. I was suffering for my worries, unfaith and my hot love.



By a seashell covered beach, there is a gate of heavy roses. In there the decaying wrecks are resting and the tired men have peace. Never heard loud songs like the echo of singing violins, under vault there eternal young. children of bliss lives".