Spanska Stövlar [English translation]

I will journey away, my most beloved friend

I will sail away from you tomorrow

Is there something I can send back to you

From the country to where I'm going

No, there's nothing you can send back to me

There's nothing I wish to be owning

Just that you come back here again

The same as when you left

But I thought that maybe you would want something fine

Made of silver or of gemstones

Either from the mountains around Madrid

Or from the coast of Barcelona

Take the stars of the sky and take the gold of the mountains

Take the most beautiful pearls in the sea

I would exchange them for a kiss from you

It's the only thing I wish for you to give me

But I might be gone for a long time still

And I'm just asking

Is there nothing I can send that can remind you of me

And make your days less long?

How can you, how can you ask me again?

You know it only makes me sad

The same thing I want today

I will want again tomorrow

I got a letter, it was a clear autumn day

It was from the boat she's sailing

It said: "I don't know when I'm coming back

It depends on how I'm feeling"

So if you, my most beloved, feel that way

Your thoughts have well started to wander

And you're not thinking about me anymore

But of the country to where you're going

So take the summer's heat and take the winter's cold

Take the early spring's wildest winds

Yes, there is maybe something you can send home to me:

Spanish boots of soft, Spanish leather

• Artist:Mikael Wiehe