[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.