Birds - Frida Hyvönen

You count on the birds, you count on the birds

You count on them to represent your longing

You count on the birds, you count on the birds

You count on them to represent your longing

Suddenly last summer the outdoors has gone warmer

The sun would go down lo longer

The birds didn’t have to go to Sahara

You can watch the birds and you can count the birds

But don’t count on them to represent your longing

You can watch the birds and you can count the birds

But don’t count on them to represent your longing

The lazy birds move nowhere

Sitting in a field, flapping their wings

What fun it is to watch them if they never went

Been hiding lately.

Been out of function

Been hibernating.

Been looking at birds

Burdened by something I have to get rid of

Been making myself a better world

Now please call the boys, please call the boys

Tell them to put on their dancing shoes now

Tomorrow will set me off along a thousand roads

See I make everything new now

I wannna go, go, go.

It’s the going I’m after!

I wannna go, go, go.

It’s the going I’m after!

I wannna go, go, go.

It’s the going I’m after!

I wannna go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Oh, look mere Mama, look at the birds

The movement has moved inward

The feathers are shaking and the beaks are chattering

Now do you like to watch, like to watch the birds?

Now do you like to watch, like to watch the birds?

Now do you like to watch, like to watch the birds?

Now do you like to watch, like to watch the birds?

Now please call the boys, please call the boys

Tell them to put on their dancing shoes now

Tomorrow will set me off along a thousand roads

See I make everything new now

I wannna go, go, go.

It’s the going I’m after!

I wannna go, go, go.

It’s the going I’m after!

I wannna go, go, go.

It’s the going I’m after!

I wannna go, go, go, go, go, go, go!