No!
KristinaMy God, dear Robert-how you're bleedingYour face all raw and running redCome here and let me take a look at youCome rest your head
RobertHe struck me down without a reasonThat's been his way right from the startMy master has no pity for the weakHe has no heart
Karl OskarI'll make him curse the timesHe raised his arm against youFor every stroke he gave youI will land him ten!To strike a boy of fifteenShame the name of NilssonBy Christ, you'll never have towork for him again
RobertNo more I'll bend before a masterNor spend my life in fear of tyrantsThis is a solemn oath I swearAnd there's no turning backYou must help me now, Karl Oskar
Karl OskarTell me, what is it you want me to do?
RobertI want my share of the inheritanceI'm going to AmericaYou think I'm lying, like you always do, dear brother
Karl OskarI thought I knew you, boy, but little did I know!For once it seems we're in agreement with each otherYes, that's exactly where I plan for us to go!
KristinaNo!
Karl OskarIn AmericaI tell youNo one's ever hungryChildren never thin
AmericaThey sell youLand for half a dollarPay it and you're in!
RobertIn America there's fortuneStreets are paved with gold thereIn America is treasureMore than you can hold there
Karl Oskar & RobertNow tell me that you want to go
KristinaWolves eat the childrenSnakes bite the plowmenSavage Indians roaming through the forestsRound these parts there isnobody talks of leaving
Karl Oskar & RobertSomeone has to take the leadIn every new endeavorNothing is impossibleFor men who share a visionWho'd have thought the two of uswould be in this togetherMaking independentlythe very same decision
KristinaIt's not to the neighbouring parishor some other part of this country,not even a place on this continent you want to goNo, you have to move to a new worldIt could be the moon,It's as crazy as that, it's a pipedream,as any sane person would know
Karl OskarI've made my decisionI know what I'm doing
KristinaDecide all you want toI'm saying no
RobertIn AmericaI tell youNo one's ever hungryChildren never thin
AmericaThey sell youLand for half a dollarPay it and you're in!
Karl OskarIn America there's fortuneStreets are paved with gold thereIn America is treasureMore than you can hold there
Karl Oskar & RobertNow tell us yes, you want to goCome on, confess you want to go
KristinaHeavens, how little you both know!You've got my answer and it's no!
PRAYERKristinaDear God...All the ships that have gone downAll the bodies lying down there in the deepEaten by the whales and the ocean monstersSave us from these, Almighty Savior JesusAmen
I must ask Uncle Danjel's advice...