I fjol så plocka jag blommor med min vän
Aj, aj, blommor med min vän, blommor med mi vän
I år tror jag att jag är ensam igen
Aj, aj, ensam igen, men jag tar mej en ny vän
I fjol om jul då var jag brud
Aj, aj, då var jag brud och da var jag klädd uti kransar
Blicken brann och jag var grann
Aj, aj, jag var grann
och travalappana dansa
last year I picked flowers with my love
oh, oh, flowers with my love…
this year I think I am alone again
oh, oh, alone again, but I shall take a new love
last year around Christmas I was a bride
oh, oh I was a bride and I was decked with wreaths
with shinning eyes and handsome looks
oh, oh, handsome looks,
and all the peasants were dancing
I visited nordari. The scenery over there was completely autumn.
I like this cool scenery. I was bullied this year in Japanese summer.
I can be relaxed very much at such a place. Probably many Japanese consider me to be an odd person. But It’s not my problem.
My hometown is a cold district. And I remember happy childhood.
I wanted to make my homestead autumn scenery, too.