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Song by the wind's meadows

A wind runs over the wind's meadows
A tulle curtain flutters
And I will write a summer ballad
With sun and scent of flowers in its melody
I wanted to sing about Katarina
To wooden flutes and cymbal tunes
But the tones of the wind turn into songs of the summer
I just listen in a hall of birch leaves
 
A wind runs over the wind's meadows
A tulle curtain flutters
And I will write a summer ballad
With sun and scent of flowers in its melody
A girl is walking in the aspen grove
I have a yellowed photo
Over the years she became a dream, a fairy tale
A lonely wanderer's sympathy
 
I wanted to write a little ballad
Where moments turn into eternity
But words go mute and tones go deaf
And the ballad's concept becomes a secret
It stays a secret
 
I just want to sing
I just want to sing
 
A wind runs over the wind's meadows
A tulle curtain flutters
And I will write a summer ballad
With sun and scent of flowers in its melody
A girl is walking in the aspen grove
I have a yellowed photo
Over the years she became a dream, a fairy tale
A lonely wanderer's sympathy
 
I wanted to sing about Katarina
To wooden flutes and cymbal tunes
But words go mute and tones go deaf
And the ballad's course becomes a secret
 
I wanted to sing
I just want to sing
About Katarina
Of how I feel
I stood under your summer window
 
Original lyrics

Visa vid vindens ängar

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