"A Sunday In Battery Park" lyrics - BJORN ULVAEUS & BENNY ANDERSSON

Spatserande amerikaner
How do you do, how are you
It's a beautiful day
Here in Battery Park
Perfect, wouldn't you say
You are well, I can tell
Nice to see you again
It's been such a long time
See you soon then, my friend

That's a wonderful dress
Is your mother all right
She was looking quite frail
At the concert last night
That's the mayor, right there
Keeps his wife in the dark
'Bout the money he's lost
We all go for a stroll, no particular goal,
On a Sunday in Battery Park

[Danjel:]
Infor Dej Herre jag kralar I stoftet
Tack for det lidande Du har beskart oss
Rentva mej, Fader, forlat mej for hogmodets synd

[Fina-Kajsa:]
Anders, min son har blett rik I Amerika
Han har ett hemman, ett helt eget hemman
Slipstenen ska han ha, ackanamej, men jag tror aldrig
Att vi kommer fram

[Robert:]
Titta dar Arvid, det skeppet du ser det ska ga till
Kalifornien. Det ska till guldfalten, tank dej det Arvid,
Att grava guld och bli rik!
Av alla skepp har I hamnen ar Angelica det
Enda jag kunde tanka mej att folja med!

Invandrarkvinnorna
Se pa den klanningen
Och pa den hatten dar
Den var rent markligt grann
Kjolen den kvinnan bar

Invandrarna
Spraket ar helt forvrangt
Ar det nan som forstar
Sajer dom nat om oss
Man star har som ett far
Trog och stum
Hjalplos och dum

Spatserande amerikaner
You are well, I can tell
Nice to see you again
It's been such a long time
See you soon then, my friend
Look, the mayor himself's
Cringing to Mr. Clark
It's a sight to behold
When we go for a stroll, no particular goal
On a Sunday in Battery Park