It's summer everybody remembers
people saw a rain of arros across the sea
a little spark turned into a fire
that caught speed of strongs wings
and we sneaked across our land
and we watched the trees
we stroked the arrows of poision
and hold up our arrows to the skies
we had the animslas on out side
we had the sun we had the sky
it was us who was värmalands indians
Och vi smög över vårt land
Och vi vakade I träden
Vi strök pilarna med gift
Och höll upp fjädrar emot skyn
Vi hade djuren på vår sida
Vi hade solen, vi hade molnen
Det var vi som var Värmlands indianer