Grandpa can´t remember when we came to Sweden
He don´t exactly know which place it was
Are we German? ( I dream of Habsburg )
Or were we Slavic
Anyhow, I got a fist
I got another kind of whisper
I talk of blood and ancestry ( silly? Perhaps!)
I feel I got something to teach the Swedish people
Hey, watch out! I can teach the entire world
( what some things really mean )
Ma was very proud and knew what she wanted
Grandpa was a true gentleman
Dad adored him
He run his own business
And his very very black hair?
And his metallic eyes?
Why should they notice
To the world he was Swedish
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