Withered Leaf

In a blackbirds beak
Coming south
A withered leaf from my hometown
Red and dry
By autumn winds
Served a sign that winter'd soon begin

Oh autumn wind
Loyal dear
Are there memories of me up there
An echo of
My shivering
On days of cold and burdened wandering

Oh sing me more
Blackbird sweet
Of the hymns I sang on my home street
Melodies
Melancholy
I'm humming here but not as vividly

Oh roaming leaf
On wings and wind
Will you not return to where you've been
Bird of black
You know the way
Let me rest on northern soil one day



Credits
Writer(s): Jeppe Paakjær
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