Linnéa what do you want to hear
I forget it every time
I have something in my ear
Which might become a song
The guitar is trembling
It asks for a beautiful grip
Now I open the case
And kiss your bottom lip
Sit still and quiet Linnéa
Here comes a beautiful verse
An absent shall mow
Chasing me cross and cross
A bugle and two cymbals
Wandering far away from here
The guitar trembles in my arms
On my mother's only son
An Eskimo opens a window
Then the whole room becomes cool< br/>Out flows seductive fumes
That rhyme was genius
You know I can keep the heat
You know I know that
I'm at least as warm as Saturn
And strong as an iron magnet
Now that show will soon be finished
You already notice it yourself
Forward floats my pen dignified
Like the timber in some river
Sit still and quiet and wait
Remain in your picture frame
For now When I've finished writing Linnaeus
The pen almost goes limp
Now all the stars become dull
And harden like tinfoil
I Ã The bones are dry and flat
Does the water hole emerge
And the darkness recedes at night
And it is not yet day
Linnéa here at ¤ is your wisdom
Linnéa, and here I am

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