On the gravel path below our window a lit-up car drives in circles.
Stina: "I want that one!"
Eva: "Do you hear them singing?" Sven: "No"
"...the ball hit him right on the kisser...Nosebleed! Remember, Sven?"
It is morning.
"When I watch Stina sleeping so sweetly... I just feel even more scared. "
She runs and runs until she comes to the sea...
I loved you so much more than I thought.
"Eva.. Stina..."
I wanted a glimpse of the plan.
I loved you so much more than I thought.
Someone has formed a search party. Seeking what, no one knows.
"Some mint tea, maybe?"
Åke: "Hey, you’re really good, Eva."
"Spread out, five metres between you, and we’ll walk towards the woods."
To have cursed one's own reflection in the mirror.
Four somber men in sombreros...
"Please, make them stop. I’m scared."
"They are here now. It feels almost good."
With this song, I hope to reach my remaining friends.
If a plastic toy can die, then everything will die.
"Make them stop, then."
"Sven, Eva. Come on, you can read at home.."
It is night now...
Svenska
(You better be prepared)