Jag har hört om en stad

Russian folk song. Swedish text Lydia Litell.

The daughter of Lydia Litell tells about how her mother got this text working at her sewing machine on an ordinary day. 

I have heard about a city above the clouds
above  earthly  misty countries

I have heard about the sunlit beaches
and one day, imagine, I will be there!
Halleluja, I must sing out loud
Halleluja I go to that city.
Though my steps are tired and heavy,
they will bring me upward and home anyway.

I have heard about a place with no tears,
no sorrow, no trouble, no fights,

and no more suffering of illness,
and one day; imagine,  I‘ll be there!

Haleluja there we will all rejoice
Haleluja, all doubts are gone!

Never again will I stumble and fall;
I have arrived, yes,  home with God.

I've heard about the snow white robe
and the splendor of golden crowns 
I have heard about the heavenly family

and one day imagine,  I will be there!
Haleluja I rejoice in my spirit
I can hear the song of heaven

and my earthly bands will break
because I know, I will soon be there.