1959 - Sweden
Performed by: Brita Borg
Music by: Harry Sandin
Lyrics by: Åke Gerhard
Conductor: Franck Pourcel
Language: Swedish
Placing: 9th (4 points)
Borg was born on Södermalm in Stockholm and began her career in the Södermalm-based variety show group Vårat gäng ("Our Gang") after having won a song competition organised by the magazine Vecko-Revyn in 1943. In 1945, she formed the quartet Flickery Flies with Allan Johansson, whom she later married. In 1947, she began her long collaboration with famous Swedish variety performer and writer Povel Ramel. She participated in his radio program Fyra kring en flygel ("Four around a grand piano") and was the prima donna of several versions of the Knäppupp variety show between 1952 and 1962.
Amongst her most famous numbers were Fat Mammy Brown, where she played an African-American jazz/gospel singer in blackface and fat padding, the tango Banne mej from the variety musical Funny Boy, where she played the seductive Gypsy girl Zamora, and Ulliga krulliga gubbar, a satirical Dixieland ballad about the fashionableness of beards. When the prolific comedy duo Hans Alfredson and Tage Danielsson were writing for Knäppupp they provided her with songs such as Alla kan ju inte älska alla här i världen ("Everyone can't love everyone"), Aldrig har jag sett en rak banana ("I've Never Seen a Straight Banana"), and Du är min tekopp ("You are my teacup"). In 1962, she reached the peak of her career as a variety show artist with the number Die Borg, parodying Swedish singers who made a career by catering to German audiences.
From 1964 onwards Borg performed in several variety shows with Hagge Geigert in Uddevalla and Gothenburg, and a sojourn at Folkan with Kar de Mumma. In the 1970s, she moved to Arvidsjaur with her new husband, policeman Stig Salomonsson, and thereafter was most active as an actress, most often for the National Swedish Touring Theatre. She played in the musical Call Me Madam in 1967, and gave a celebrated performance as Annie Oakley in the musical Annie Get Your Gun in 1973.
Lyrics:
Augustin
Kära barn, stanna hemma i afton är du snäll
Redan mörkret nästan fallit på
Snälla mamma, du vet, vi ska träffas just i kväll
Inte ska han väl ensam då gå?
Om han får vänta sekunden på sin vän
Går han genast hem och kommer aldrig mer igen
Augustin väntar aldrig på en flicka som är kär
Han är ung, han är kung, han är grann och populär
Håll min hatt, var är skorna?
Hämta broschen i mitt skrin
Snart så ska jag möta Augustin
Kära mor, sitt ej uppe och vänta är du snäll
Snart så ska jag fylla tjugotvå
Det ska inte bli sent som det blev i förrgår kväll
Åh, nu måste jag skynda mig på
Springer jag fort ska jag hinna så precis
Aj, där gick en maska, och just nu naturligtvis
Augustin väntar aldrig på en flicka som är kär
Han är ung, han är kung, han är grann och populär
Ska han nu kanske hinna bort och vissla hos Kristin?
Eller väntar du mig, Augustin?
Med förvåning och oro han står i månens sken
Vad är nu det här för nonchalans?
Aldrig har han tänkt krusa en jänta som är sen
Nej, då fick väl nån annan en chans
Men så är livet: Att det man inte får
Just är det som man vill ha, om ni mig rätt förstår
Augustin han fick vänta tills han själv blev lika kär
Fastän ung, fastän kung
Fastän grann och populär
Ja, så går det för den som blir för plötsligt maskulin
Och det glömmer aldrig Augustin
ENGLISH:
Augustin
Dear child, can't you stay at home this evening
Darkness has almost already fallen
Please mother, you know we're going to meet tonight
You don't want him to go by himself, do you?
If he has to wait a second for his friend
He goes straight home and never comes back
Augustin never waits for a girl who's in love
He is young, he is the king, he's handsome and popular
Hold my hat, where are the shoes?
Get the brooch in my jewellery box
Soon I'll be meeting Augustin
Dear mother, please don't stay up and wait for me
Soon I'll be turning twenty-two
I won't be as late as I was the night before
Oh, now I must hurry
If I run quickly, I'll make it on time
Oh, there's a run in my stocking, and it had to be just now
Augustin never waits for a girl who's in love
He is young, he is the king, he's handsome and popular
Will he now go away and whistle at Kristin instead?
Or are you waiting for me, Augustin?
With surprise and worry he waits in the moonlight
What kind of nonchalance is this?
He's never had the intention to wait for a girl that's late
No, he'd rather give somebody else a chance
But that's how life is: What you don't get
Is exactly what you want, if you understand my drift
Augustin had to wait, until he was as much in love himself
Even though he was young, even though he was a king
Even though he was handsome and popular
Yes, that's what happens to someone who grows masculine too quickly
And Augustin will never forget