Summer Guest

de Ásgeir

My bird flies home from afar
Brings the joy of spring to me
Or the ocean 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 these precious melody
For these sweet and pure tones
Sweet and pure tone

And 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 these 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 home

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