Crisp Swedish water, sure I’ll take a dive.
In the summertime, these countries thrive.
Laughter, chatter, joy, and song,
In the summertime, nothing goes wrong.
The sunshine beams twenty hours a day.
Morning to night, all to do is play.
The cold dark winter, a distant memory,
For now, we’re warm, for now, we’re free.
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