Island Bridge in summer light The sound glitters blue In a lost measure the infatuation of confusion In fresh breeze Island Bridge in summer light On the way to our summer house Bridesmaids in wind thermals In cool calabalik Do you count the stars tonight Öland is not like the rest of Sweden Island Bridge in summer light On the way to our summer house Stonecoast, artists dream and pain Oxentrees and hopes in vain Tourists lazy going The Baltics marineblue moving Harmony, and in night Charlies Wain A rose, kiss and a clear summerrain Penåsa, Skärlöv, Linda at the Ore Railway embankment, a ladder to the sky Cumulus land breeze from southwest The swell against the lime chips of orthoceratit Island Bridge in summer light Do you count the stars at night Wattle, boom for the southeast foghorn in the mist At the outermost cape Only there you can see That the sea is drowning in the horizon Summer holiday winds and leafy arbor blanket of constellations in Mimmi's hair The stars of the Milky Way fall Why count them all? Island Bridge in summer light On the way to our summer house © Thommy Sjöberg /Kistalight Publisher
