A keresés eredménye

All the candles are extinguished now

We heard stories about back then and a long time ago
About ways of living and lives within Svea kingdom's fold
How all regions' greenery gave life and wealth
How the people that lived there were people who bloomed
 
So the candles are extinguished in the houses and homes
Now meadows and slopes are growing again
Now the sledgehammers in the forges become silent
and all the millwheels get stuck
Now the wheels stop turning
Now the fire's flame dies
Now the whole countryside fades away
 
Then voices were heard shouting
about success, way and gain
The little things must fold when belief in success exists
A few tried to keep living there with pride
But the land didn't give enough,
maybe ruthless exploitation of forests?
 
So we travel along the road that leads to nowhere
See countryside and regions decay so senselessly without moderation
'That the county would live', that's what was said loud and great
What I then behold is both deserted and empty