Hello svejs in the cowberry forest (Hejsan svejsan i lingonskogen)
The Cowberrycollector
The midautumn nights cold is hard,
the stars sparks and gleam.
Everyone sleeps in solitary farm
deep under midnightshour.
The moon is walking its silent orbit,
the cowberrys shines red in the forest,
the cowberrys shines red as the blood in Quake
only the cowberrycollector is awake.
