The swallows have gone
from my country cold and bleak
looking for the spring and the violets,
nests of love and happiness.
So has my little swallow gone
without leaving me a kiss
without a good-bye.
Do not forget me.
my life is bound to yours
I love you more and more
in my dreams you are always there.
Do not forget me.
my life is bound to yours
there is always a nest
in my heart for you.
Do not forget me
my life is bound to yours
there is always a nest
in my heart for you.
Do not forget me!
Do not forget me!
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