In The Sky Birds Are Flying

Hilla Stormbringer

In The Sky Birds Are Flying

In the sky birds are flying
Over the hills and hollows
And the soft winds are sighing
Notes that the harpers follow
La-la-la-la, la la-la-la-la
Notes that the harpers follow

Songs of the heart’s devising
Echo from hill and mountain
To the clouds are arising
Clear as a shining fountain
La-la-la-la, la la-la-la-la
Clear as a shining fountain

Land of my dreams and yearning
Through the wild wind and weather
Someday I’ll be returning
To the green hills and heather
La-la-la-la, la la-la-la-la
To the green hills and heather

Where the bright pipes are calling
Over the sea-grey water
Where the fair streams are falling
Know that I am your daughter
La-la-la-la, la la-la-la-la
Know that I am your daughter

For you my heart is aching
Stronger than living, dying
At the dawn’s new awaking
In the sky birds are flying
La-la-la-la, la la-la-la-la
In the sky birds are flying

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