[Verse 1

In the thirteenth century's early days,

By Öresund's resilient bays.

A Danish port of trade and might,

Malmö's spirit, burning bright.

[Chorus

From Danish roots to Swedish land,

Malmö's tale, forever grand.

Turning Torso to Öresund's span,

A city's pride, forged by hand.

[Verse 2

Through centuries of war and peace,

Malmö's growth would never cease.

From Hanseatic league's embrace,

To modern times, a thriving place.

[Bridge

Sankt Petri's spire against the sky,

Malmöhus stands, time goes by.

Squares and markets, life unfolds,

In Malmö's heart, a story told.

[Chorus

From Danish roots to Swedish land,

Malmö's tale, forever grand.

Turning Torso to Öresund's span,

A city's pride, forged by hand.

[Verse 3

From Möllevång to Västra's shore,

Cultures blend and spirits soar.

A beacon by the Baltic sea,

Malmö's legacy, proud and free.

[Chorus

From Danish roots to Swedish land,

Malmö's tale, forever grand.

Turning Torso to Öresund's span,

A city's pride, forged by hand.

[Outro

Through ages past and futures bright,

Malmö stands, a guiding light.

A city forged by land and sea,

Malmö's spirit, wild and free.