Stina Nordenstam - Like a Swallow | Текст песни

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• Stina Nordenstam
• Like a Swallow

He’s like the swallow that flies so high,
He’s like the river that never runs dry
He’s like the sunshine on the lee shore,
He was my love, my love is no more

Out in the garden,
I’m picking roses, how could he not
The more he picked and the more he pulled,
Until I gathered an apron full

She climbed on yonder hill above
To give a rose unto her love
She gave him one, she gave him three
She gave her heart for company

And as they sat on yonder hill
His heart grew hard, so harder still
He has two hearts instead of one
She says, ’young man, what have you done? ’

’how foolish, foolish you must be
To think I love no one but thee
The world’s not made for one alone,
I take delight in everyone’

Out of these roses he made a bed,
A stony pillow for his head
He lay his head down, no word he spoke

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