I Still Have Faith in You by ABBA – Saturday Song

I Still Have Faith in You by ABBA

Tonight’s Saturday Song is one of the songs released this week by ABBA, I Still Have Faith in You. It’s their first new release in 40 years. When I was really young, ABBA’s music was more my mothers than mine. But as I grew, and sang a lot both in choirs and as a soloist, their music grew on me.

They were so hugely influential that it’s hard to quantify. Their music is still played in clubs, even if it’s house music remixes. And they were the trailblazers in what became known as “the Swedish music miracle”, a description generally used of the successful music export from Sweden, since the 1970s (eg. ABBA, Roxette, Ace of Base, Max Martin, etc.).

This new song has an old time feel I really like. It’s a sweet and beautiful ballad with lyrics that feels both personal and universal (you can read the lyrics below). It’s easy to sing along to. All in all it feels like a good song to start the ABBA Voyage as their upcoming album and concert is called. 

And I’ll readily admit I got shivers the first few times I’d listen to it.

Now let’s hope at least one of the songs on the new album is an old time disco hit that you can’t sit still while hearing.

Enjoy!



I Still Have Faith in You Lyrics

I still have faith in you
I see it now
Through all these years that faith lives on, somehow
There was a union
Of heart and mind
The likes of which are rare and oh-so hard to find

Do I have it in me?
I believe it is in there
For I know I hear a bittersweet song
In the memories we share

I still have faith in you
And I will say
I never really thought I’d feel this way
But I remind myself
Of who we are
How inconceivable it is to reach this far

Do I have it in me?
I believе it is in there
For I know I hear a bittеrsweet song
In the memories we share

We do have it in us
New spirit has arrived
The joy and the sorrow
We have a story
And it survived
And we need one another
Like fighters in a ring
We’re in this together
Passion and courage
Is everything

I still have faith in you
It stands above the crazy things we did
It all comes down to love

Do I have it in me?
I believe it is in there
For I know I hear a bittersweet song
In the memories we share
Do I have it in me?

We do have it in us
New spirit has arrived
The joy and the sorrow
We have a story
And it survived
And we know that we need one another
Like fighters in a ring
We’re in this together
Passion and courage
Is everything

(I still have faith in you)
And we still have it in us
We’ve only just arrived
(Do I have it in me?)
We stand on a summit
Humble and grateful
To have survived

I still have faith in you
It stands above the crazy things we did
It all comes down to love
Do I have it in me?

Lyric source: https://www.lyricsroll.com/i-still-have-faith-in-you-lyrics-abba.html

I Still Have Faith in You by ABBA

Solitude and I (2020 Re-post)

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Abandoned and abused, I grew to fear you
But in truth, I where reared by you

Bullied as other, ostracized by my peers
Alone with daily jeers, leers and snears
Childhood and adolescence, year after year
Branding me as strange and queer

Yours the only company to keep me near
Convincing me I’m a mere shadow
Not really alive, not supposed to be here

Developed intimate knowledge of all your tiers
As loneliness you have tooth and claws that tear
Lead chains that trust steer
Forged by every untruth spear
Betrayal heart and soul sear
Invisible barriers separating, from those you hold dear

Dark lonely nights your visits I fear
Haunted hours filled with tears
Leaving me hollow and sheer
As pale dawn washes the heavens clear

After becoming a mother, I’ve started to befriend you, we’re
Old pals, whatever the history, that’s clear
Nowadays I even hold our moments dear
Filled with new knowledge, hope and trust
I’ll never again from my own side veer

All that I seek
I can find within my own heart soul sphere

© REDCAT

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Re-post comment:

Loneliness has been much on my mind and in my feelings the last couple of weeks. Both the kind is need and seek. And the kind that can make me feel wholly alone in a room full of people.

So this poem is this week’s archive find.

Enjoy!



This piece where not something I wished to write, but perhaps needed to write, as whatever I thought about the subject solitude – that I express both it and loneliness quite often – got drowned out by this piece rhymes running in loops in my mind.

In the prompt Björn writes;
In today’s situation of social distancing, we all have taken a crash course in loneliness, and when learning to cope. Today I would like you to write about your own experience with how you find strength in solitude or how you still struggle with loneliness.


Hello by Lionel Richie – Saturday Song

Hello by Lionel Richie

After writing “Goodbye, I don’t want to see you go!” yesterday, an alternate lyric, tonight’s Saturday Song was given. 

Hello by Lionel Richie from 1983. With that, by now, classic phrase “Hello, is it me you’re looking for?”

A song and an artist who is part of my childhood. He was a favorite of my mother so I listened quite a lot to him as a child, and liked both the longing for love songs and the happy “dancing on the ceiling” type songs. However corny or cheesy my peers thought it was.

The music video, of a teacher pining for his blind student, is both creepy and cringe worthy. It was then and is even more so by today’s standard.
Decided to include it to show how it could look in an era when music videos where still called films and often aspired to emulate real ones.

Enjoy!


Hello – Lyrics

I’ve been alone with you inside my mind
And in my dreams I’ve kissed your lips a thousand times
I sometimes see you pass outside my door
Hello, is it me you’re looking for?

I can see it in your eyes, I can see it in your smile
You’re all I’ve ever wanted and my arms are open wide
‘Cause you know just what to say, and you know just what to do
And I want to tell you so much, I love you

I long to see the sunlight in your hair
And tell you time and time again how much I care
Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow
Hello, I’ve just got to let you know

‘Cause I wonder where you are and I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart, for I haven’t got a clue
But let me start by saying, I love you

Hello, is it me you’re looking for?

‘Cause I wonder where you are and I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart, for I haven’t got a clue
But let me start by saying, I love you
I love you
I love you

Is it me you’re looking for?
Hello, is it me you’re looking for?

‘Cause I wonder where you are and I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart, for I haven’t got a clue
But let me start by saying, I love you
I love you
I love you

Hello, is it me you’re looking for?
Is it me, is it me, is it me
Is it me you’re looking for?
Is it me, is it me

Writer: Lionel B. Jr. Richie
Lyrics to Hello © Brockman Music, Brenda Richie Publishing
Source: Musixmatch

Hello by Lionel Richie

Daily Haibun, June 15th – No on Repeat


Some days parenting seems to consist of saying No! umpteen times. Until you feel like a broken record heard to many times before.

Doesn’t matter you’re doing the right thing. Tempers fray and mindfulness becomes an unreachable idea.

Such day’s I’m happy when bedtime goes peacefully and ends with hugs and I love you too!

A child’s tears falling
Grief of a frustrated will
Pains a loving heart

© RedCat


Den blomstertid nu kommer – Saturday Song

Den blomstertid nu kommer, sung by Uppsala Mission Church Chamber Choir

This weekend’s song is a Swedish hymn that for many years has signaled the start of summer for school children and their parents. One I heard people say they wished we had gotten to hear sung, as we once again had a school term end without parents in attendance due to the pandemic. 

Den blomstertid nu kommer (literally: Now the time of blossoming arrives) was first published in the 1695 Swedish Hymnal. And has been rewritten several times since. It is popular in both Sweden and Finland.

According to Wikipedia there is an English translation from 1978, but I fail to find the text online. Another text I should give time and thought  to translating. 

The first verse, where the Christian origin is not apparent, speaks of the time for flowers coming, the sweet summer approaching where grass and crops grow, the sun’s gentle and lively warmth reawakening the seemingly dead nature.


Den blomstertid nu kommer

Verse 1-3 of 6
1937 Lyrics 

1.

Den blomstertid nu kommer
med lust och fägring stor.
Du nalkas, ljuva sommar,
då gräs och gröda gror.
Med blid och livlig värma
till allt som varit dött,
sig solens strålar närma,
och allt blir återfött.

2.

De fagra blomsterängar
och åkerns ädla säd,
de rika örtesängar
och lundens gröna träd,
de skola oss påminna
Guds godhets rikedom,
att vi den nåd besinna
som räcker året om.

3.

Man hörer fåglar sjunga
med mångahanda ljud,
skall icke då vår tunga
lovsäga Herren Gud?
Min själ, upphöj Guds ära,
stäm upp din glädjesång
till den som vill oss nära
och fröjda på en gång!

Wikisource

Den blomstertid nu kommer, sung by Täby music classes

Den blomstertid nu kommer, sung in Öjaby Church, Växjö parish, recorded by Stacke Media

Daily Haibun, June 10th – Last day of school


Tomorrow is the last day of school. And the children are giddy with anticipation. Getting them to bed has been an unusual hard task. The fact that the sun is still streaming through the windows doesn’t help. “-But it’s not night yet!” Has been an argument since they were big enough to talk.

Running around today getting everything in order for tomorrow. I have remembered my own summer anticipation as a child. Dressing up in new summer clothes. Giving and getting bouquets of flowers. The seemingly eternal summer holiday before us.

Summertime is here
Bathing, reading, sleeping late
Lazy days are near

©RedCat


In Sweden school has only two terms, an autumn and spring one. Leaving ten whole weeks for summer. I’ve been told more than once it harks back to when Sweden was still a country with mostly farmers. Meaning they needed the children as workers during the summer and the early harvest. Nowadays it mostly means parents with four weeks of summer leave have to figure out how to juggle work and kids. It also means “after school care” is available for most of the summer for those that need it. Still working from home due to the pandemic, we’ll have to juggle.


Read other Haibun’s written for the monthly dVerse prompt by me here.

Read other Daily Haibun’s here.


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On the Cusp of a Dream Achieved (2020 Re-post)

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Re-post comment:

This Pantoum sums up the way I’ve been feeling for a couple of weeks now. Again achieving things I long for and dream about sends me into a tailspin of deep self doubt, shame and anxiety. So I thought it fitting to make this the archive find for this week.



On the cusp of a dream achieved
Truth of inner worth freed
Bone deep self doubt revealed
Planted with every unmet need

Truth of inner worth freed
A girl bred to never succeed
Planted with every unmet need
She never learnt how to receive

A girl bred to never succeed
A light shone where kind self-love breeds
She never learnt how to receive
Sorrow joy supersede

A light shone where kind self-love breeds
Bone deep self doubt revealed
Sorrow joy supersede
On the cusp of a dream achieved

© REDCAT

I refuse to let my current depressive slide stop my writing. So today I sat down to see if I could write a poem about my truth, my life, and the added stress that accounts for the current mood.

I long known I self-sabotage and have trouble receiving positive praise, but I didn’t know it ran this deep. I thought sending the submissions out where the struggle. The last weeks have shown me, that success and actually achieving a lifelong dream, with grace and real joy, is the real struggle and it’s only just begun.

This is one of my favorite linked forms, a pantoum.

My process for writing a pantoum goes something like this…

The pattern is ABCD, BEDF, EGFH, GCHA. Since line A and C becomes both the start and end I usually write the first and last stanza, then the middle ones.

Also shared to dVerse’s Open Link Night.


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Daily Haibun – June 1th


Summer is finally here. And the new playground is finally done. So this afternoon was spent discovering all the new ways to climb, slide, spin and swing. Afterwards my muscles informed me that it became its own kind of workout. And my phone informed me that I had taken thousands of steps more than a normal day. 

Discovering play
A magic colourful world
Seen through a child’s eyes

©RedCat


Read other Haibun’s written for the monthly dVerse prompt by me here.

Read other Daily Haibun’s here.


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