Pollen (Vindarna Sucka Uti Skogarna)

Winds wander seek us out and scatter us
Forsaken breezes summon travellers
Falling in summer's rapture
Falling in summer's rapture
Summer has snatched us from Cold's silvery hand

Veiled morning glimmers Mingling here with us
Youthful and tender, floating fearless
Flowers of calm uproot us
Flowers of calm uproot us
Flowering shoots us out to northern land

Lightsome we sail in summer's nebula
Languid, this wind of spores's a smuggler
Follow where roaming lead us
Follow where gloaming lead us
Finally flung to where we silently fell