The evening is ours and it's spring around Vaglaskóg
Let's camp in the green berry ground
Lead me friend to the grove from yesterday
The spring below and the gray birch tree ¦
A game of light locks and fragrant roses
A game of light locks the swaying breeze
Day pearls sparkle around the valley passes quietly
Dreams come true that stay in Vaglaskóg
Evening red shines on the heather
The stillness is soothing, gentle and funky
A game of bright locks and fragrant roses
A game In bright locks the swaying breeze
A game in light locks and fragrant roses
A game in bright locks the swaying breeze
Game
The swaying breeze

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN