Swedish Folk Song

Come with me, let me take your hand
Follow me to the land
The land where pine trees and birches grow
where the seagulls rest in the sand
Hold me tight as we cross the sea
Keep me warm in the night
The night that leads us to northern coasts
and the stars to guide us with light
When the morning comes with breeze and sun
when the clouds are flying high
we’ll be close enough to see the fjeld
and you’ll wipe my tearful eye
Talk to me, let us stay awake
Let me tell you a tale
a tale of children that laugh and play
as the night stays bright as the day
Let us sing, sing a lullaby
the rhythm helps us to row
to row this boat with a steady beat
to the port where home will us meet
When the morning comes with breeze and sun
when the clouds are flying high
we’ll be close enough to see the fjeld
and you’ll wipe my tearful eye
and let us pray just a silent pray
the pray that vikings would say
to keep the thunder and storm away
as they passed the danish bay
When the morning comes with breeze and sun
when the clouds are flying high
we’ll be close enough to see the fjeld
and you’ll wipe my tearful eye
When the morning comes with breeze and sun
when the clouds are flying high
we’ll be close enough to see the fjeld
and you’ll wipe my tearful eye
and you’ll wipe my tearful eye