Gröna Små Äpplen [English translation]

Before I'm fully awake

he's leaning over the bed, saying "hello".

And then we drink our coffee

when the kids have gone to school, and I've gotten myself roused

And he takes my had and squeezes it,

laughs when he sees how tired I am.

And then he smiles while giving me a kiss

goodbye, before it's off to work.

If it's not love

Then all I know is:

God didn't create little green apples

there are no sees, there are no islands in that case

Then no kids are playing tag, then there are no happy laughs,

then the sun is cold.

God didn't create little green apples

there are no mountains and no lakes

No, believe in my words:

If it's not love then,

there is no such thing (as love) to receive on this earth

I call him at work sometimes,

know he's in a hurry.

Tell me, can you get away for a moment

and get something to eat?

And he lets go of everything to meet me in town,

and of course I'm late

But he waits with a patient smile and says indulgently:

I know you.

If it's not love

Then all I know is:

God didn't create little green apples

there are no sees, there are no islands in that case

Then there is no New York-smog

and no London-fog

then the sun is cold

God didn't create little green apples

there are no mountains and no lakes

No, believe in my words:

If it's not love then,

there is no such thing (as love) to receive on this earth

• Artist:Monica Zetterlund