"Weekend evening in a log cabin"

A Swedish folk song by Dan Andersson 1888-1920 lyrics. Sven Scholander melody 1926. This song suits me and my life and it is weekend and i have been a chimeney-sweeper and also worked in forests and etc for many years and met many wonderful comrades in life and also some lovely woman...etc Thanks God for that....the lyrics are roughly quick translated now by me, maybe better in the future. Roughly word for word "poetic freedom" i will write the lyrics better and try to do it as beautiful as they were written for "they are divine and lyrical in rhyme"....God knows Go away soft weakness from my dark lungs.. away sorrows from our home we have fire we have meat and drinks for comfort on the tongues. its weekend in the peace of the forests dome sing John bear for all your might about spring and roses and love tune your violin brother Greene and play for ghostly blue moonlit shrubs there are miles to barns and farms were the frost bites deep and long Its fun here by the glow of the log fire that dance in the wind of the night you are handsome Mr Greene in the light of the fire where you play your violin for food and drinks you have forgotten all sufferings and your forehead glows like a sun and John were you sit by your kettle a Duke in your finest leather even though the years have weathered your tough skin and its black from scars you are young as a roman god and wolfstream Fredrik.. you laughing man..who wants the good for all come and sing a song of your sins from youth if you can and a salut to your childish soul and when the morning pales the stars and when the steam freezes to ice and when dawn breaks over lakes and forest we sleep on scented twigs of pine and dream of fair maidens and snore and turn in manly calm and peace while the fire slowly burns out.... I can listen to this one while i study "Ethics of The Fathers" And other Divine Books and Tales