Asgeir - Summer Guest | Текст песни

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My bird flies home from afar,
brings the joy of spring to me.
O’er the ocean’s endless blue,
he never fails.
His path is clear and true.

Perched upon a branch of green,
he rests his legs from the long journey.
Warms my heart with wondrous song.
I listen close.
He tells of battles won.

From my heart, I thank you friend
for this precious melody –
for these sweet and pure tones,
sweet and pure tones.

When the autumn comes again,
I ask you from my heart, my friend,
that you’d have me sing your song.
Oh, summer guest,
I’ll miss you while you’re gone.

From my heart, I thank you friend
for this precious melody –
for these sweet and pure tones,
sweet and pure tones.
You’ve made a shelter for my soul.
If your language I could speak,
I would weave a song for you of my own.