Letra da Música: Mannen i den vita hatten (16 år senare) ( English) - Kent

A bench in a restless late april
I look over my shoulder and see you blink
I can have you whenever I want
A wind blows trash through the corridor one last time
and you and I hold our breaths and hold hands in the leap
Home is not so far

There were still thousands of tears left
They were yours to give to whoever
at last
They are the most precious jewels you have
So never apologise again
at last
We pass their borders

Do you remember our blood-oath, our law
Our stupid crusade against a just as silly town
I remember it all like nails against glass
But you just laugh at me, diminish it all to a joke
But I can see by your nervous stature and hunted look that it's felt
that home is far away
Soon there are no tears left
They were yours to give to whoever
at last
They are the most precious jewels we have
so never apologise again
at last
you set your own borders

That boy I never knew
Who walked streets I never saw
And thought thoughts I never thought
Under a thin and wispy hair
And all the feelings hit and exploded
the whole weekday full of holes
in a time when nothing happened
in a city that always slept
But darling we were all once small
yes, we were all once small
yes, we were all once small

I throw stones in my house of glass
I throw darts in my incubator
And so I grow my fear
yes, I constantly sow new seeds
and in my greenhouse I am safe
there jealosy grows clear and green
I am lively afraid of living (livrädd is a swedish saying)
and deadly afraid of dying (dödsrädd is a swedish saying)
But darling sometime we will all die
yes, sometime we will all die
yes, sometime we will all die