A swallow on my shoulder, whistles to me the (repetitive) song of autumn
And even if winter forgives me, he wilted my rose shield
With motionless looks and invisible gesture
I stay sitting against the wind, I walk freely over the spring
Rain, wind and thunder, won't blemish my courage
war games by my sides, a gentle stream to rest myself
A few words on a bronze leaf, a few strangers will talk to me
Like a lonely soldier, frozen forever in stone
English:
Gentle Swallow
A swallow on my shoulder, whistles to me the (repetitive) song of autumn And even if winter forgives me, he wilted my rose shield With motionless looks and invisible gesture I stay sitting against the wind, I walk freely over the spring
Rain, wind and thunder, won't blemish my courage war games by my sides, a gentle stream to rest myself A few words on a bronze leaf, a few strangers will talk to me Like a lonely soldier, frozen forever in stone