“Why are your hands so red, my girl?”
The girl said: “I was picking roses
and stung my hands on the thorns.”
Wilhelm Stenhammar Flickan kom ifrån sin älsklings möte/The girl came from meeting her lover
Wilhelm Stenhammar Till en ros / To a rose
Oh, he is far away from me
behind the leaves of three forests,
behind the waves of three rivers.
Wilhelm Stenhammar I skogen / In the forest
But teach me, little violet, sweet as yours
a sorrow when happiness has ended.
Ture Rangström I dina händers mjuka fågelbo / In the soft birds’ nest of your hands
In the soft birds’ nest of your hands
my worries sleep – all is peace.
Ture Rangström Den enda stunden / One single moment
A day disappears
a year goes by
Emil Sjögren Tänd Stjärnor! / Light up the stars!
I want to dress my heart in mourning to dim its beat
Emil Sjögren Du skulle få vad allra fagrast sänder / You should have all the beauty
You should have all the beauty
of clear and sunny may
Ture Rangström Vinden och Trädet / The wind and the tree
The sun gets out of bed
her cheeks glowing morning red
Do you think I can be strict with you
even though you flew like the wind?
Ture Rangström Flickan under nymånen
He is young like me,
he is warm like me,
he is wonderful and strong like nobody
Agathe Backer-Gröndahl Selmas tankar i våren / Selma’s thoughts in springtime
What is your longing, my flowers?
Who are you waiting for?
Agathe Backer-Grøndahl Fågelns visa / The little bird’s song
And the birds still sings today
If the sweetheart came, I don’t know
And nor does the angel !
Lars-Erik Larsson Allmänna Salen / General Ward
Dont tremble, don’t cry
It’s just the way things happen when you die,
you see
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