Swedish Summer Nights (Kräftskiva) Lyrics

The sun dips low in August's golden haze

While paper lanterns light the garden's maze

Crimson moons hang high on silver strings

As evening's cool breath through the birches sings

The table groans with treasures from the deep

Red-shelled and fragrant, secrets still to keep

Kräftor röda, dilldoft stark och klar

"Skål!" rings out beneath the evening star

Shell-cracking symphony, sweet messy art

Pure Swedish summer, dancing in our hearts

In this moment, time just stands still tonight

As we feast beneath the soft moonlight

Bibs like flags of friendship tie us near

Silly hats crown heads both young and dear

Dill wreaths garland platters piled high

While snaps glasses glint against the sky

Tales flow freely, memories unfold

Like autumn leaves turned crisp and gold

Each snapsvísa echoes through the trees

Ancient songs carried on the breeze

From those before us, to those yet to come

The rhythm of shells like a distant drum

In this ritual of shell and spice

We make each moment paradise

Sweet meat hiding in its crimson shield

Each claw a treasure waiting to be pealed

Candlelight dances on laughing faces

As summer slowly yields its graces

Another toast, another song to share

The night's magic floating through the air

Kräftor röda, dilldoft stark och klar

"Skål!" rings out beneath the evening star

Shell-cracking symphony, sweet messy art

Pure Swedish summer, dancing in our hearts

Together bound by feast and song divine

This perfect moment crystallized in time

As paper moons fade in morning light

We hold the memories of this sacred night

Where friendship, feast, and tradition blend

Creating magic that will never end

Till next year when August calls once more

To gather at the kräftskíva's door