Where will it go
Swiftly and fatigued (1)
You, o swallow
That flies away from here
For if in the wind
You will be lost
Seeking shelter
And will not find it
Here by my bed
I will put your nest
Where you can pass
The season by
For I dwell also
In the land of the lost
O Holy Heaven
And can no longer fly
I'll leave as well
My glamorous country
And this house
Who watched me being born
My life today is
Full of distress and wandering
And I can not
Return home
Beloved bird
Beloved pilgrim
My heart
Draws near to thine
I will hear your singing
O Tender swallow
I will remember my homeland and cry
I will remember my homeland and cry