You are my purest consolation
You are my purest consolation,
you are my firmest protection,
You're the best I've got,
for nothing hurts like you.
No, nothing hurts like you.
You sting like ice and fire,
you cut like a steel my soul--
You're the best I've got.
© 1941, Karin Boye.
Dedicated to the sweetest guy of Sweden ...