Lyrics
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 one true song, i listen close, to tales 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'll help 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 made a shelter for my soul if your language i could speak, i would weave a song for you of my own
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Artist: asgeir