Laat Me In Je Armen Rusten
((Adapted from: Arms Of Mary (Sutherland Brothers & Quiver) - 1975))
((Danish Version: Marys Arme (Bamse Venner) - 1977))
Composer(s): Iain Sutherland - Peter Van Laet
Performer(s): Mama's Jasje - 2007



Het maanlicht
In mijn ogen
De wind waait
Door de bomen
Oh vanavond
Wil ik in je armen rusten

Ze kan mijn
hart beroeren
ze doet me
beter voelen
oh vanavond
wil ik in je armen rusten

zij was maar een zomerlief
en toch vergeet ik niet
van wat ik toen
van haar heb geleerd
de zomer was voorbij
toen ik haar zomaar achterliet
en nu besef ik
dat was verkeerd

wanneer ik
mij alleen voel
dan heb ik
weer maar 1 doel
oh vanavond
wil ik in je armen rusten

zij was maar een zomerlief
en toch vergeet ik niet
van wat ik toen
van haar heb geleerd
de zomer was voorbij
toen ik haar zomaar achterliet
en nu besef ik
dat was verkeerd

het maanlicht
in mijn ogen
de wind waait
door de bomen
oh vanavond
wil ik in je armen rusten

dan wil ik in je armen rusten
laat me in je armen rusten
oh
laat me in je armen rusten
mmmm
laat me in je armen rusten
oh
laat me in je armen rusten

Calling Your Name Again
Composer(s): Richard Carpenter - Richard Marx
Performer(s): The Carpenters



I wake up in the dark
The silence brings me to my senses
I wonder where you are
Then I feel the pain
The pain in my heart
Coz I’m living without your love
I’m all  - alone for the first time
And it doesn’t seem to be a dream
A dream that will be over

All the words you said
Weren’t enough to fool this heartache
The memories in my head
Are they enough to stop me falling apart?
Coz I’m living without your love
Maybe it won’t be the last time
I don’t know how much more I can take
Hopeless wide-awake and here I go…

Calling your name again
Thinking of all that we two had before
There’s got to be more 
This I know
Calling your name again
Remembering all the love you gave to me
And how it used to be…

I think of what’s to come
Then I turned and see your picture
The tears began to fall
And soon again they sense of nothing at all
Coz I’m living without your love
Won’t think that I’ll make it this time
Something tells me this is not the end
Wish I could pretend but here I go

Calling your name again
Thinking of all that we two had before
There’s got to be more 
This I know
Calling your name again
Remembering all the love you gave to me
And how it used to be…

Calling your name again
Remembering all the love you gave to me
And how it used to be…

How it used to be…

Fancy Dancer
Composer(s): Ronald LaPread; Lionel Richie
Performer(s): The Commodores



Have you found
Yourself in love before
Tell me, ain't it a
Different kind of thing
So much loving

Such a real good feeling, child
The kind of feeling
Good loving brings, yeah

With your head on my shoulder
My head's spinning round
And around, yeah

I hear the sound
If sweet funky music
Ow, even when there
Ain't no sound, yeah

Visions of you, my love
Dancing in my head
The star in my life, girl

Only one thing can be said
That you're my fancy dancer
Yeah (fancy dancer)
You're my fancy dancer
Yeah (fancy dancer)

You're my fancy dancer

Yeah, yeah (fancy dancer)
You're my fancy dancer, yeah, ooh

You're the only thing on my mind
You fancy dancer, ow, ha

Lookie here
The way you move
Is such a freaky thrill
Baby, it's the way
You do your thing
(Thrill me, baby)

I love the way you twist
And turn your body, girl
You're like a puppet
On a string (yeah)

Shake it, baby, shake it baby
Just like a fox strolling
Down the block in L.A., ow

Drive me crazy, sexy lady
You're so bad there's only
One thing I can say, yeah

That you're my fancy dancer
Yeah (fancy dancer)
You're my fancy dancer
Yeah (fancy dancer)

You're my fancy dancer
Yeah, yeah (fancy dancer)
You're my fancy dancer, yeah, ooh

Girl, you blow my mind
You're so fine
My fancy dancer

Ow, well, yeah, hey

Ow, you're my fancy, ow, dancer
Oh, girl, come on
Do it to me

Girl, you blow my mind
You're so fine
My fancy dancer, well, ow

Come on

Ow, say, well (woohoo)
Do it, baby, well
Shake it around

You look so good, girl
Ow, you're a fancy dancer....

The Argonaut 
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Roger McGuinn



'Twas the twenty-first of January
Eighteen fifty three
Our gallant ship the Argonaut
Set sail for jubilee
Singin' blow ye winds of morning
Blow ye winds hi ho
Stow away your runnin' gear and
Blow boys blow 

We headed up to Greenland
Into the wintry seas
Where there's ice and snow, and the whale fish blow
And Jamaca rum would freeze
Singin' blow ye winds of morning
Blow ye winds hi ho
Stow away your runnin' gear and
Blow boys blow

Our captain Davy Grant me boys
He give us all a treat
And that is why we caught a whale
That measured fifty feet
Singin' blow ye winds of morning
Blow ye winds hi ho
Stow away your runnin' gear and
Blow boys blow

And when reached Cape Harrison
The weather it turned clear
Our pilot aimed us to the south
And homeward we did steer
Singin' blow ye winds of morning
Blow ye winds hi ho
Stow away your runnin' gear and
Blow boys blow

But shortly out of Newfoundland
A storm began to rise
The seas kicked up, the mast it broke
The Argonaut capsized
Singin' blow ye winds of morning
Blow ye winds hi ho
Stow away your runnin' gear and
Blow boys blow

Of all those bold, brave sailors
On that day did set sail
Well I'm the only one alive
Left to tell the tale
Singin' blow ye winds of morning
Blow ye winds hi ho
Stow away your runnin' gear and
Blow boys blow

It was the twenty-first of January
Eighteen fifty three
Our gallant ship the Argonaut
Set sail for jubilee
Singin' blow ye winds of morning
Blow ye winds hi ho
Stow away your runnin' gear and
Blow boys blow 

Calling To You
Composer(s): Chris Blackwell - Robert Plant
Performer(s): Robert Plant



Beyond the river, over the sea
oh Somewhere past last farewell That ever will be
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you-ou
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you-ou-ou
Out in the blue now, just waiting to feed
oh A little breath of selflessness Adrift in all the greed, mmm
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you-ou
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you ...
Long before the mountains cry for Adam and Eve, oh
All the world we knew was fire, and still was the seed
ah, just the seed Oh, you can hear it now,
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you-ou
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you-ou-ou
Where you gonna go, when you gonna stop?
Who stole the keys to the gates of the castle of love?
Ooh, yeah, mmm
What's goin' down now, what's goin' on, what's goin' down
Ooh yes
Ohh, yes, oh yes, oh
Ooh, yeah, ooh yeah
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you-ou-ou
Who you gonna call, what you gonna say?
Standin' in the shadows as the world's just fadin' away
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you-ou
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you-ou-ou
Who you gonna call, what you gonna stop
Who stole the keys to the gates of the castle of love?
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you-ou
It's callin' to you, callin' to you, callin' to you-ou-ou
Who you gonna call, what you wanna say?
Standin' in the shadows as the world's just fadin' away
Oh, just fadin' away
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh, yeah
Just fadin' away, just fadin' away, just fadin' away
Just fadin' away, ooh yeah
Aah Oh Jimmy! 

Fancy
Composer(s): Bobbie Gentry
Performer(s): Bobbie Gentry;
and various other artists



"Well, I remember it all very well lookin' back
It was the summer that I turned eighteen
We lived in a one-room, run down shack
on the outskirts of New Orleans

We didn't have money for food or rent
to say the least we was hard-pressed
when Momma spent every last penny we had
to buy me a dancin' dress

Well, Momma washed and combed and curled my hair
then she painted my eyes and lips
Then I stepped into the satin dancin' dress
It had a split in the side clean up to my hips

It was red, velvet-trimmed, and it fit me good
and standin' back from the lookin' glass was a woman
where a half grown kid had stood

She said, "Here's your last chance, Fancy, don't let me down!
Here's your last chance, Fancy, don't let me down
God forgive me for what I do
but if you want out girl it's up to you
Now get on out, you better start sleepin' uptown"

Momma dabbed a little bit of perfume
on my neck and she kissed my cheek
Then I saw the tears welling up
in her troubled eyes as she started to speak

She looked at our pitiful shack and then
she looked at me and took a ragged breath
She said, Your Pa's runned off, and I'm real sick
and the baby's gonna starve to death

She handed me a heart-shaped locket that said
"To thine own self be true"
and I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across
the toe of my high-healed shoe

It sounded like somebody else was talkin'
askin', "Momma what do I do?"
She said, "Just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy
They'll be nice to you"

She said, "Here's your last chance, Fancy, don't let me down!
Here's your last chance, Fancy, don't let me down
God forgive me for what I do
But if you want out girl it's up to you
Now don't let me down
now get on out, you better start sleepin' uptown"

That was the last time I saw my momma
when I left that rickety shack
The welfare people came and took the baby
Momma died and I ain't been back

But the wheels of fate had started to turn
and for me there was no other way out
It wasn't very long after that I knew exactly
what my momma was talkin' 'bout

I knew what I had to do
Then I made myself this solemn vow
I's gonna to be a lady someday
though I didn't know when or how

But I couldn't see spendin' the rest of my life
with my head hung down in shame
You know I mighta been born just plain white trash
but Fancy was my name

She said, "Here's your last chance, Fancy, don't let me down!
Here's your last chance, Fancy, don't let me down
God forgive me for what I do
but if you want out girl it's up to you
Now get on out, you better start sleepin' uptown"

Wasn't long after that a benevolent man
took me in off the streets
One week later I was pourin' his tea
in a five roomed penthouse suite

Since then I've charmed a king, a congressman
and an occasional aristocrat
and I got me an elegant Georgia mansion
and a New York townhouse flat

Now I ain't done bad

Now in this world there's a lot of self-righteous
hypocrites who call me bad
They criticize Momma for turning me out 
No matter how little we had

But I haven't had to worry 'bout nothin'
now for nigh on fifteen years
But I can still hear the desperation
in my poor mommas voice ringin' in my ears

"Here's your last chance, Fancy, don't let me down!
Oh, here's your last chance, Fancy, don't let me down
God forgive me for what I do
but if you want out girl it's up to you
Now get on out, you better start sleepin' uptown"

The Apple Tree (Forbidden Fruit)
Composer(s): Jerry Bock - Sheldon Harnick
Performer(s): Matt Monro



Listen Closely 
Let Me Fill You In 
About The Rich Ripe Round Red Rosy Apples 
They Call Forbidden Fruit 
What I'm About To Say Is Confidential 
So Promise You'll Be Mute
Because If Every Creature In The Garden Knows 
They'll Come 'Round Like Hungry Buffalos 
And In No Time There'll Be None Of Those Precious Apples 
Left For You And Me

Now In The Average Apple 
You're Accustomed To Skin, Seeds, Flesh And Core 
But You Will Find That These Are Special Apples 
That Give You Something More 
Why, Every Seed Contains Some Information 
You Need To Speed Your Education 
The Seeds, Indeed, Of All Creation Are Here 
Why, Be Foolish My Dear 
Come With Me 
To That Tree

With Every Sweet And Juicy Luscious Bite 
Of This Not Forbidden Fruit 
You'll See Your Mind Expand 
And Your Perceptions Grow More And More Acute 

And You Can Teach Him Plumbing And Philosophy 
New Techniques For Glazing Pottery 
Wood-Craft, First-Aid, Home Economy 
Madam, Adam Will Be Overjoyed! 

When He Becomes Aware Of 
Your Attainments He'll Beam With Loving Pride 
And He Will Say

"O, Eve, You're Indispensable! 
Please, Don't Leave My Side!" 
And With Your Nifty, New-Found Education 
He'll Relish Every Conversation
Why You'll Be Adam's Inspiration This Way! 
Just An Apple A Day 
Wait And See 
Come With Me 
To That Tree! 
Now!

Callin' Out My Name
Composer(s): Del Shannon
Performer(s): Del Shannon



There's trouble in paradise
with her love you pay such a price
She must be all alone again she's calling for me

She doesn't turn me all the time
When I need her she's got a busy line
She must be all alone again she's calling for me
What else could it be

I know she's
she's calling out my name
I know she's
she's never gonna change her ways
She's always treat me the same
and she knows it's true
what am I gonna do

I could go so far away
but I know I couldn't stay
Knowing that she's all alone again
calling for me

She's dangerous to my heart
I shoulda known it from the start
She must be all alone again she's calling for me
what else could it be

I know she's...
and there is nothing I can do

I know she is...

Fan Mail
Composer(s): Jimmy Destri
Performer(s): Blondie



I set my hand to writing you, it drifted off the page
I sold my one vision, for a piece of the cake
I haven't ate in days
For unspoken value aesthetic and charm
I'd smile at you sideways
But the lighting is wrong
I'm taking a picture and counting the cost
While the bells in my ears keep ringing
I set my hand to writing you, it drifted of the page
I nearly fell I feel like a lowlife in hell
And I haven't slept in days and days, days and days
Beat on my Fender through my Gemini two
Play to the posters on the wall of my room
Thought I was crazy when I'd think about you
And the bells in my ears keep ringing
And the bells in my ears keep ringing
In my ear bells are ringing

The Apartment Song
Composer(s): Tom Petty
First release by: Tom Petty - 1989
Covered by multiple other artists



I used to live in a two room apartment
Neighbors knockin' on my wall
Times are hard, I don't wanna knock it
I don't miss it much at all

Oh yeah, I'm alright
I just feel a little lonely tonight
I'm OK most of the time
I just feel a little lonely tonight 

I used to need your love so badly
But I came to live with it
Lately I get the funniest feeling
And the whole thing starts again 

Oh yeah, I'm alright (ooo)
I just feel a little lonely within (again)
I'm OK most of the time
I just feel a little lonely tonight 

I used to need your love so badly
But I came to live with it
Lately I get the funniest feeling
And the whole thing starts again 

Oh yeah, I'm alright (ooo)
I just feel a little lonely tonight
I'm OK most of the time
I just feel a little lonely tonight 

And the whole thing starts again
I just feel a little lonely within
I'm OK most of the time
I just feel a little lonely tonight

Calling Occupants Of Interplanetary Craft
Composer(s): Terry Draper - John Woloschuk
First release by: Klaatu - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists



In your mind you have capacities you know
To telepath messages through the vast unknown
Please close your eyes and concentrate
With every thought you think
Upon the recitation we're about to sing

Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary most extraordinary craft

Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary most extraordinary craft

You've been observing our earth
And we'd like to make a contact with you
We are your friends

Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary ultra-emissaries

We've been observing your earth
And one night we'll make a contact with you
We are your friends

Calling occupants of interplanetary quite extraordinary craft

And please come on peace, we beseech you
Only a landing will teach them
Our earth may never survive
So do come, we beg you
Please interstellar policeman
Oh, won't you give us a sign
Give us a sign that we've reached you

With your mind you have ability to form
And transmit thought energy far beyond the norm
You close your eyes, you concentrate
Together that's the way
To send the message
We declare world contact day

Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary most extraordinary craft

Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary most extraordinary craft

We are your friends

Famous Last Words Of A Fool
Composer(s): Dean Dillon - Rex Houston
Performer(s): George Strait



I told her I wouldn't miss her at all as she walked to the door
I couldn't care less if she didn't care anymore
And with tears in my eyes, I lied I was glad we were through
As she drove away cryin' at the famous last words of a fool
Famous last words of a fool
Famous last words of a fool
You won't break my heart and I don't love you
Famous last words of a fool
The first night without her would be easy I kept tellin' myself
All the while dyin' at the thought of her lyin' somewhere else
There'll be nothin' to it, I'll easily find someone new
As my breaking heart echoed the famous last words of a fool
Famous last words of a fool
Famous last words of a fool
You won't break my heart and I don't love you
Famous last words of a fool
You won't break my heart and I don't love you
Famous last words of a fool

The Answer To Everything
Composer(s): Bob Hilliard - Burt Bacharach
Performer(s): Del Shannon
and multiple other artists



Don't ask me a mountain of questions
When there is only one answer to it all
Do you love me, really love me as I love you
It's the answer to everything if you do

Don't give me a million excuses
When I am waiting with my arms open wide
Do you love me, really love me as I love you
It's the answer to everything if you do

If there is someone else, some other place who holds your heart 
Tell me now, truthfully, before we start

Don't act like you misunderstand me
When there is simply no mystery to it all
Do you love me, really love me as I love you
It's the answer to everything if you do

Calling Elvis
Composer(s): Mark Knopfler
Performer(s): Dire Straits; The Tribute Band



Calling Elvis - is anybody home
Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone
Did he leave the building
Or can he come to the phone
Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone

Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well
Let me leave my number - heartbreak hotel
Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel
Return to sender - treat me like a fool

Calling Elvis - is anybody home
Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone
Did he leave the building
Or can he come to the phone
Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone

Why don't you go get him - I'm his biggest fan
You gotta tell him - he's still the man
Long distance baby - so far from home
Don't you think maybe you could put him on

Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well
Let me leave my number - heartbreak hotel
Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel
Return to sender - treat me like a fool

Calling Elvis - is anybody home
Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone
Did he leave the building
Or can he come to the phone
Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone

Famous Blue Raincoat
Composer(s): Leonard Cohen
Performer(s): Leonard Cohen;
and various other artists



It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening

I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record

Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?

Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without Lili Marlene

And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody's wife

Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see Jane's awake 

She sends her regards

And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you
I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way

If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free

Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried

And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear

L'âme Des Poètes
Composer(s): Charles Trenet
First release by: Charles Trenet - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages
        - At Last! At Last! (Lee Lawrence)
1971 - Heel Lang (Jo Leemans)



Longtemps, longtemps, longtemps
Après que les poètes ont disparu
Leurs chansons courent encore dans les rues
La foule les chante un peu distraite
En ignorant le nom de l'auteur
Sans savoir pour qui battait leur cœur
Parfois on change un mot, une phrase
Et quand on est à court d'idées
On fait la la la la la la
La la la la la la

Longtemps, longtemps, longtemps
Après que les poètes ont disparu
Leurs chansons courent encore dans les rues
Un jour, peut-être, bien après moi

Un jour on chantera
Cet air pour bercer un chagrin
Ou quelque heureux destin
Fera-t-il vivre un vieux mendiant
Ou dormir un enfant
Ou, quelque part au bord de l'eau
Au printemps tournera-t-il sur un phono

Longtemps, longtemps, longtemps
Après que les poètes ont disparu
Leur âme légère court encore dans les rues

Leur âme légère, c’est leurs chansons
Qui rendent gais, qui rendent tristes
Filles et garçons
Bourgeois, artistes
Ou vagabonds.

Longtemps, longtemps, longtemps
La la la...

Calling America
Composer(s): Jeff Lynne
Performer(s): Electric Light Orchestra



Somebody told her that there was a place like heaven
Across the water on a seven-fortyseven
Yeah, we're living in a modern world
And pretty soon she's really got the notion
Of flying out across the big blue ocean
Yeah, we're living in a modern world

Talk is cheap on satellite
But all I get is static
Information, I'm still here
Re-dial on automatic

Calling America (can't get a message through)
Calling America (that's what she said to do)
Calling America (that's where she has to be)
Calling America (she left a number for me)
Calling America

But I'm just talking to a satellite
Twenty thousand miles up in the sky each night
Yeah, we're living in a modern world
All I had to do was pick up the phone
I'm out in space, trying to talk to someone
Yeah, we're living in a modern world

She left a number I could call
But no one's there, no one at all
There must be something going wrong
That number just rings on and on

Calling America (can't get a message through)
Calling America (that's what she said to do)
Calling America (that's where she has to be)
Calling America (she left a number for me)
Calling America

Said she'd call when she'd been gone a while
Guess she's missing me across the miles
Yeah, we're living in a modern world

Calling America (can't get a message through)
Calling America (that's what she said to do)
Calling America (that's where she has to be)
Calling America (she left a number for me)
Calling America
Calling America, Calling America
Calling America, Calling America...

Family Tree
Composer(s): Gerry Rafferty
Performer(s): Gerry Rafferty



When we were young we used to sing
And we could feel the harmony
You'd sit there waiting in the wings
How long have you been waitin' to let your light shine?

Many years have gone since then
Seen us go our different ways
But now we sit here once again
Tonight we're gonna sing out, tonight our light will shine

This is the time and place
To bring out our memories
It's written on every face
I can see it in you, you can see it in me

In all the years we had
As part of a family tree
We knew the good and bad
I can see it in you, you can see it in me

I know it's left its mark on you
I see the same things in myself
You know there's nothin' we can't do
We've been a long time waitin', but some things never die

It's time to leave all that behind
It's time to lay that ghost to rest
We can't deny the ties that bind
Tonight we're gonna sing out, tonight our light will shine

This is the time and place
To bring out our memories
It's written on every face
I can see it in you, you can see it in me

In all the years we had - when we were young we used to sing
As part of a family tree - we could feel the harmony 
We knew the good and bad
I can see it in you, you can see it in me

Heel Lang
((Adapted from: L'âme Des Poètes (Charles Trenet) - 1951))
((English Version: At Last! At Last! (Lee Lawrence))
Composer(s): Charles Trenet - Eric Franssen - Van Aleda
Performer(s): Jo Leemans - 1971



Heel lang, heel lang, heel lang
Nadat de dichter zal verdwenen zijn
Zweeft nog steeds door de straat een refrein

Je hoort het weer en steeds maar weer
Doch zelden wordt er naar gevraagd
Wie toch wel dat liedje heeft gemaakt

Zo nu en dan vergeet je een woord
En nu dit kort, alsof 't zo hoort
Van traag 
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la

Heel lang, heel lang, heel lang
Nadat de dichter zal verdwenen zijn
Zweeft nog steeds door de straat hun refrein

Heel lang, heel lang, heel lang
Nadat de dichter zal verdwenen zijn
Zweeft nog steeds door de straat hun refrein

't Kan vrolijk zijn
Het doet zo'n pijn
Het blijft gelijk
Voor arm en rijk

't Is een refrein
Voor jong en oud
Voor groot en klein

Calle Schewens Vals
Composer(s): Evert Taube
Performer(s): Evert Taube; Anders Lundin



On Roslagen´s isle, in a flowery bay
Where ripples wash in from the sea
The reeds slowly rock, and the sweet new-mown hay
Is wafting its fragrance to me
There I sit alone ´mid the trees by the way
And gaze at the sea-birds on high
They dive to the water with glitter of spray
And feed, while I watch them and sigh

I´m mixing my coffee quite freely with rum
To a strength and a flavour just right!
The accordion's measures alluringly come
From my cabin so gaily alight
I feel like a boy, though a granddad am I
My spirit my grey hair belies
I only get worse as the years pass me by
With waltzes and maidens´ bright eyes

Look – there is a gull with a fish he has caught
But I´m caught by arms soft and white!
My heart is so happy, my years are as naught
Then play, for I´m dancing to-night!
The sea sends a song, and its fragrance the glade
To-night you must stay as my guest
Here dances Calle Scheven with Roslagen´s maid 
The sunset is in the Northwest

My flowery isle on your bosom you hold
You tranquil and darkling blue seas!
While June twilight shadows so tender, enfold
All the slumbering bushes and trees
You're dancing so quietly, sweet little miss 
I think that all men you despise
It trembles, that small childish hand that I kiss
While in minor the waltz softly dies

But hey, all you fellows who visit my bay
I´m really a sober old man
When morning has come I must stack up my hay
And catch all the fish that I can!
The deuce take you, twilight; the morn you disclose
In firtops agleam one by one 
Here dances Calle Scheven with Roslagen´s rose
He dances while up comes the sun!