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