Sommarhus


Are you kind? Är du snäll
Excuse me. Ursäkta mig

Thank you is Tack,
Good morning is God morgon.

Come in, friend,
and take off your shoes.

In our summer house, sommarhus,
you will not feel any winter blues.

Hur mår du? How are you?
Later, we can go pick some lingon berries.

You don't need an umbrella,
this is not the Outer Hebrides.

Our little house by the lake and forest,
a time for you to forget doubt and inner anxieties.

In dark times, we may feel surrounded
by real and imagined enemies.

Your language lost, your violin broken,
Your purse empty, but everything to play for.

Come inside and talk to Rolf Lidberg,
the friendly old troll painter.