[Verse 1 In Malmö's heart, where Malmöhus stands tall, A fortress born from centuries' call. From Danish crown to Swedish might, Its walls have witnessed history's fight. [Verse 2 Glimmingehus, the medieval keep, Where ancient secrets lie and sleep. Erected strong in fourteen ninety-nine, A timeless sentinel through ages' line. [Chorus Castles of Scania, guardians of yore, Echoes of battles and legends' lore. From noble halls to fields of green, They tell the tales of what has been. [Verse 3 At Bosjökloster by Ringsjön's shore, A convent's peace amidst the war. Since twelve hundred, its sacred ground, With whispered prayers, the walls resound. [Verse 4 Kronovall's estate, with vineyards vast, Where noble feasts and shadows cast. A baroque jewel in Österlen's embrace, Wine and history interlace. [Chorus Castles of Scania, guardians of yore, Echoes of battles and legends' lore. From noble halls to fields of green, They tell the tales of what has been. [Bridge Through wars and peace, they proudly stand, Monuments of this ancient land. Their stories carved in stone and wood, A legacy that's understood. [Verse 5 Trollenäs, where the Trolle's reign, With tales of power, joy, and pain. Its towers reaching to the sky, A testament to times gone by. [Chorus Castles of Scania, guardians of yore, Echoes of battles and legends' lore. From noble halls to fields of green, They tell the tales of what has been. [Outro So let the anthems loudly play, For Scania's castles, bold and gray. Their legacies forever shine, In hearts and history, intertwined.