Viskaren [English translation]

I'm not a hostile woman, I very rarely get angry

But I have a bit of a peculiarity

'Cause I too have my limits, and when wrath completely takes control

Then I treat myself primally

Like when my partner left, then I asked for one last embrace

There we stood, cheek against cheek, I sobbed his name so softly

He thinks that I'm going to whisper something

In his ear when I scream - Ah!

I press my lips against his ear - Ah!

Please, forgive me

How I behave... !

One day, I sat on the bus with an old lady next to me

A grouchy and grumpy individual

And on her lap sat an equally aggressive little dog

And I suspected froth in his mouth

He grabbed my arm, without warning, and bit

My blood was just flowing

She said: "It's your own fault!"

She thinks that I'm going to sympathetically

kiss the dog on his ear - Ah!

I also grab his owner's ear - Ah!

Please, forgive me

How I behave... !

So now I'm sitting at the doctor's, because this isn't working out

And he's wondering why I'm there

It's difficult to explain, perhaps it's something mental

But that treatment is needed is apparent

He listens to my heart

Then, suddenly, I can't stop - Ah!

I grab the stethoscope, scream - Ah!

Oh, now I feel fine

Thank you and good day!

• Artist:Nanne Grönvall