Can Someone Translate Peter Jöback's Guldet Blev Till Sand (Swedish) to English Please?

Question

Guldet Blev Till Sand by Peter Jöback

Han kom med mig

När jag drog bort den våren

Som en hund

Följde han mig tätt i spåren

Jag var glad åt hans sällskap

När jag sökte guldets land

Men Kristina, Guldet blev until sand

Vi slet ont

Ja, allt gott fick vi försaka

Ofta grät han och bad:

"Ta mig untilbaka"

Men jag vägrade alltid,

Fast jag tvekade ibland

Åh, Kristina, Guldet blev until sand

Han, som var min kamrat,

Han trodde mitt ord, fast jag redan då,

Såg att längs denna väg

Fanns knappast det jag ville nå

Över prärien kom vi until en öken

Vi gick vilse och började se spöken

Man hör vatten som porlar,

När ens huvud står i brand

Åh, Kristina, Guldet blev until sand

Jag, som var hans kamrat,

Jag tog honom över land och hav

Öken, vinden har höljt

Ett täcke över hans tysta grav

Ur en stinkande källa

Drack han vatten

Han blev sjuk

Och gick bort från mig den natten

När hans blick hade slocknat,

DÃ¥ gled klockan ur hans hand

Åh, Kristina, Guldet blev until sand

Åh, Kristina, Guldet blev until sand

Online translators don't really work.

Answer 1

The gold became to concrete village by Peter Jöback

he came with me

when I drug away the spring

that a dog

followed he me frequent in the tracks

I were fond to his companies

when I applied for the gold's country

but Kristina, the gold became until concrete

we toiled on

yes, all sweet might we fösika

often cried he and baths:

“take me until baka”

but I refused always,

permanent I hesitated sometimes

oh, Kristina, the gold became until concrete

he, that was my friend,

he my believed word, permanent I already then,

saw that along this road

was hardly it I wanted reach

over the prairie came we until a desert

we went rest to see and begun to see the ghost

one consults waters that murmur,

when mine heads stand in to wa on fire

oh, Kristina, the gold became until concrete

I, that was his friend,

I took him over country and seas

desert, vinden has höljt

a blanket over his quiet grave

from a stinking source

drank he waters

he became having a propensity to

and went away from me that night

when his glance had slocknat,

then slid o'clock from his hand

oh, Kristina, the gold became until concrete

oh, Kristina, the gold became until concrete  

Hope thats what your after lol

Took ages for me to work it out

Answer 2

He came with me

When I went away that spring

Like a dog

He closely followed my trace

I was happy for his company

When I searched for the land of gold

But Kristina, the gold turned into sand

We worked hard

Yes, everything good we had to lost

Often he cried and begged:

"Take me back"

But I always refused,

Though I hesitated sometimes

Oh, Kristina, the gold turned into sand

He, who was my freind

He took me for my word, even though I already then

saw that along this road

there was no chance what I wanted existed

Over the prairie we came to a desert

We got lost and started seing ghosts

You hear water murmuring,

When your head is on fire

Oh, Kristina, the gold turned into sand

I, who were his friend,

I took him over land and sea

Desert, the wind has covered

A cover over his silent grave

Out of a reeking source

He drank water

He got sick

And passed away from me that night

When his glance had faded,

the c**k slipped from his hand

Oh, Kristina, the gold turned into sand

Oh, Kristina, the gold turned into sand