The Primrose (adapted from the Swedish)

It's evening here on the beach
the sun is going down,
and over the sparkling waters
the colours play

When I go home in the dark
and I kneel and I pray
The place the primrose blooms
is the place my soul gets to stay

See how quickly buds come to trees
See how the oaks are covered in leaves.

I'll pick a bouquet
to make you happy
Light and perfume it will bring
before you sleep.
When the primrose blossoms
you get peace in your soul

It's great to build things
placing stone upon stone
Feel the branch bending
with the weight of its fruit
Let the flame of life burn
Tho' the hour is late

But you small and you simple
that I hide in my heart
and are wondrous as friends
have a place from the start

In the days of their childhood
No one turns to look back
But once in life's middle
and for a golden old age
There are moments to secret
in your deep woodland lakes
As the primrose that blossoms
gives a moment that aches

This spark will go out
This life will pass by
But it helps some to know
for generations behind
and generations before
When the primrose blossoms
there's comfort and more

It's great to make houses
placing stone upon stone
Feel the branch bend with its edible weight
Let the flame of life burn tho' the hour is late

But you small and you simple that I hide from the start
And are wondrous as friends,
have a place in my heart.