Gyllene Tider smastad

Hall?! Good day!
Take a while and collect the knitting needles.
It's summer in town come along
and see all the girls.
I'll be waiting by Picasso,
come and meet me in a while.
April has only just begun,
? the air is salty and curiously young.
And I was born in a small town.
I grew up, grew up in a small town.
How I ? n turns and I turn
s? everything comes back again.
And I know brother in a small town
my friends live in a small town
How I bend and I turn
s? it becomes a small town again.
Good day! Hall?!
Come and write a greeting on? the walls
It's autumn in town, you better run
fast between the showers.
I want to show you my streets
when the time has passed fast.
I want to show you my roots
where old man's feet have come and gone.
And I was born in a small town.
I grew up, ran into a small town.
How I turn and I turn
s? everything comes back again.
And everything I know comes from a small town
And everything I do depends on? a small town
How I bend and I turn
s? it will be a small town again.
And I was born in a small town.
I grew up, got married in a small town.
How I ? n turns and I turn
s? everything comes back again.
And everything I know comes from a small town
And everything I do depends on? a small town
How I bend and I turn
s? it becomes a small town again.
And I breathe air from a small town.
There is only sea and coast and a small town.
How I twist it and I turn
s? it becomes a small town again.