Summer Guest - Ásgeir

My bird flies home from afar

Brings the joy of spring to me

O’er the oceans 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

Forms 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 your gone

From my heart I thank you friend

For these 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