Vargen [English translation]

These ten wheels which spin in the neck

Long chains of small and large cycles

They rotate around my electrical sister

Weaves a weave, a silver embroidery

The heart floats freely like a buzzard

The idea shifts back and forth

The spirit in his hibernation

Oddly away yet close

And for sixteen days I traveled from you

The same way back took me eight

And that day I rested at your house

the gold and silver sun came up three times

The life gets one chance

in the large and small things, what you want

Breathe in the black space

That wisdom was unending

If you have time you can shade your wings

hold me and anesthetize my mind

Someone creates a vault over our camps

Nice for the old wolf to get sleep

Father sun has the power to shine

Mother earth, a patient woman

Water girl, safe in the sea

The son of pain here I am

• Artist:Björn Afzelius
• Album:Sång & gitarr (1984).