Singing, it has been the joy of my evenings
a joy beautiful like my nights' dream
Singing, it has been the joy of my evenings
a joy beautiful like my nights' dream
Singing, it has been my days' pleasure
and singing, it has been my days' work
Singing, it has been my days' pleasure
and singing, it has been my days' work
I've spent my youth singing
on summer grass fields.
I've spent my youth singing
on summer grass fields.
It's a victory flag on the chest
and a veil of fun on the shoulders.
It's a victory flag on the chest
and a veil of fun on the shoulders.
Take pleasure out of life
and fill dullness' bosom.
Take pleasure out of life
and fill dullness' bosom.
It's late when we're in Tuoni's huts
and the muds black bosom is silent.
It's late when we're in Tuoni's huts
and the muds black bosom is silent.