Hedningarna - Min Skog

Varfr ska jag nu hugga ner min skog nr den mr s illa
Ni sitter dr o gnller om smre utsikt frn eran ville
Mina trd ska str kvar, fast dom r alldeles torra
Ruttna det ska dom och falla ner p er som har brjat knorra
Mors lilla Olle i skogen gick med rosor p kinden grna
Spydde upp allt, blbr o palt, frgiftad av bark i brna
Min skog, ska st kvar, fast den tappat alla barren
Ekorrn satt i granen skulle skala kottar,
Fick han gra gitarren.

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==English translation==

Why should I cut down my trees even if they look poorly
You all complain about the view and nothing will stop it surely
All my trees I'll let them stand, sear or supple does not matter
Yes they may rot and fall down on you I wish they'd end your clamour
Mama's darling walked in the woods with cheeks of green not red
Spewed up all his blueberries sickened by bark in his bread
All my trees they shall stand though they've lost every needle
Squirrel in a spruce shucking a cone to the
Sound of a guitar tweedle...