Текст песни Summer Guest - Ásgeir Trausti
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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