Svensk på onsdag

For the second time in as many weeks, I’ve easten Prinsesstårta, an almost sickly sweet Swedish cake made from sponge, cream and marzipan (the Chernobyl-like green stuff).

Last time it was Swedish class. This time it was an at-work birthday celebration for a colleague who has both Swedish and Australian parents.

Prinsesstårta - this image has been released into the public domain by its author, Bengt Olof Åradsson.
Prinsesstårta - this image has been released into the public domain by its author, Bengt Olof Åradsson.

And best of all? I got the chance to sing her the Swedish equivalent to Happy Birthday…

Ja, må hon leva
ja, må hon leva
ja, må hon leva uti hundrade år.
Javisst, ska hon leva
javisst, ska hon leva
javisst, ska hon leva uti hundrade år.

Translated, it means…

Yes, may she live
Yes, may she live
Yes, may she live until 100 years old
Of course, shall she live
Of course, shall she live
Of course, shall she live until 100 years old

I was a little tired after work, and so came home soon afterwards and hit the couch.

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