Moder Svea - Magnus Uggla

Jag sitter s skrmd I min tva och ser statens television.

Dare sger en tv-halla godnatt till vare fria nation.

Uti en otck fata morgana ser jag Sveriges fana.

Symbolen fare vrt ideal, fare sanningen, friheten, tro och moral.

Fare jag tror fan dom sitter och valsar I ku-frhare och debatt.

Me’ns vi stare med tvttade halsar, och inte begriper ett skvatt.

Sen gare dom ut p krogen och skrattar, t oss som inget fattar.

Och undrar fraktfullt som s, hur mycket vi godtrogna svenskar gare p.

Min Nord, min fria Nord, mitt modersland du jordens lunga.

Min Nord, min trygga Nord, det are de ord vi alla lskar sjunga.

Vi sljer ej vrt land, mot rvarband stare vi upprtt, vgrar kna.

Min Nord, min stolta Nord, tnk jag are gjord av Moder Svea.

Inte konstigt att mnniskor klagar, ej kan skilja p rtt eller fel.

D det verkar som vra lagar bara gller en del.

Fast kanske bst man lter dom ruffa, mygla, trixa, bluffa.

Och stoppa sitt huvud I sand, fare att bevara sin tro p sitt land.

Min Nord, min fria Nord, mitt modersland du jordens lunga.

Min Nord, min trygga Nord, det are de ord vi alla lskar sjunga.

Vi sljer ej vrt land, mot rvarband stare vi upprtt, vgrar kna.

Min Nord, min stolta Nord, tnk jag are gjord av Moder Svea.

Alla kvinnor gare med hor, utom min kra mor.

Ty hon are liljevit som sn, hon are oskuld och m.

Min Nord, min fria Nord, mitt modersland du jordens lunga.

Min Nord, min trygga Nord, det are de ord vi alla lskar sjunga.

Min Nord, min fria Nord, mitt modersland du jordens lunga.

Min Nord, min trygga Nord, det are de ord vi alla lskar sjunga.

Min Nord!

I sit so frightened in my bedroom and watch state television.

Dare bids a televised goodnight to the free nation.

Out of an otck fata tomorrow I see Sweden's flag.

The symbol represents our ideal, represents truth, freedom, faith and morality.

Fare I think hell they sit and waltz In ku-frhare and debate.

Means we stare with washed necks, and don't understand a bit.

Then they go out to the pub and laugh, to those of us who don't understand anything.

And wondering as s, how much we gullible Swedes gare p.

My North, my free North, my motherland you lung of the earth.

My North, my safe North, those are the words we all love to sing.

We don't sell our country, we stare straight ahead, refuse to kneel.

My North, my proud North, I think I was made by Mother Svea.

No wonder people complain, can't tell right from wrong.

D it seems our laws only apply to a part.

But maybe it's best if you let them ruff, muggle, trick, bluff.

And put his head in the sand, risk to keep his faith in his country.

My North, my free North, my motherland you lung of the earth.

My North, my safe North, those are the words we all love to sing.

We don't sell our country, we stare straight ahead, refuse to kneel.

My North, my proud North, I think I was made by Mother Svea.

All the women are prostitutes, except my mother.

For she is lily-white as snow, she is virgin and m.

My North, my free North, my motherland you lung of the earth.

My North, my safe North, those are the words we all love to sing.

My North, my free North, my motherland you lung of the earth.

My North, my safe North, those are the words we all love to sing.

My North!