Swimming swans, ferry boats
Oh will you lead me to the fjords
I drew a ghost on my shirt
And I get lost into the crowd
And I can see the bells
I will no longer hear
And I wish you all the best
For the forthcoming years
I went fishin' to Helsinki
Oh with the cakes you baked for me
And I saved seventeen
Baby seals from the tide
And I can see the bells
I will no longer hear
And I wish you all the best
For the forthcoming years
I want the one I was before