Feberdansen [English translation]

Is life to oppress or be oppressed?

Then love becomes a measure of how well you succeed.

Then loneliness stands for freedom,

infatuation brings doubt,

and tenderness is evidence of weakness.

Then we, who have learned to be afraid of each other

start to keep the tension to test the partner,

And the fever dance whirls

till someone loses their balance,

and love becomes another word for hate.

So one looks for ugliness within the partner,

and you strike me right in my weakest point.

And I retract my hand,

and close it in shame.

and hit you where I know it causes pain.

So all the beautiful memories are like dreamlike visions,

and the women I've loved are like abandoned stations,

where I got off and waited,

yes, all of the time, waited,

for the next train to take me away.

So you go to another who enchants and dazzles,

as if love was above work and tears.

Yes, as if security and warmth

and friendships were values

which suddenly emerged by themselves.

• Artist:Björn Afzelius
• Album:Johnny Boy (1978)