Sitting here, on ancient stairs
I ponder how I ever missed it's beauty

All I remember are broken chairs
Schools distant cruelty

A mid it all I was blind
Saw naught but the ground

But, oh the beauty I've come find
Always there, but now found

I am greatful, I have to admit
It's splendours amazes me

To my hometown I do commit
For it's why I found thee

I love this place and all it's flaws
Of which I give no thought

Uppsala, I am bound by your laws
For it is you I have sought