Somliga går med trasiga skor [English translation]

Some people walk in tattered shoes

Say why this is the way

Father who art in heaven now

Maybe he wants it so

Father who art in heaven now

With his sweet, sweet dreams

Who really cares about tattered shoes

When You are old and worn?

Who cares of days gone and passed

They’ll wander how they please

Oh my good man, 100 years from now

When you will be no more

Someone else has taken your seat

And you won’t even know

You’ll know no sun, rain or sorrow

Inside your cold tomb

Who cares of nights long since lost

I couldn’t care much less

If only I can keep my face

Nuzzled on my sweethearts neck

I am a dubious figure

Won’t do for much good

Around the next bend Death is lurking

He’ll take me at his will

Some people walk in tattered shoes

Until they walk no more

The Devil with his castle in hell

Is it his laugh you hear?

• Artist:Cornelis Vreeswijk
• Album:Tio vackra visor och Personliga Person