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I have returned to northern skies
where summer hasn't touched
the clouds that pass above
I have returned to somber greys
of days too early to come
and too hurried to stay
I have left a million stars
and an ocean light and clearly blue
I have left warmth of the sun
and a million adventures not yet begun
For once there was beauty here for me
under the wide northern skies
and once there was magic here for me
under the wide northern skies
I saw trees as green and this dark as blue
heartbreak and poetry, with deeper roots
now I know this is lonely country
it leads me only, back to the sea
For once there was beauty here for me
under the wide northern skies
and once there was magic here for me
under the wide northern skies
I have returned to northern skies
where summer hasn't touched
the clouds that pass above
I have returned to somber greys
of days too early to come
and too hurried to stay
For once there was beauty here for me
under the wide northern skies
and once there was magic here for me
under the wide northern skiesx2
and once there was beauty here for me
under the wide northern skies
and once there was magic here for me
under the wide northern skies
I have returned, I have returned
I have returned, I have returned
Translate to:
I have returned to northern skies
where summer hasn't touched
the clouds that pass above
I have returned to somber greys
of days too early to come
and too hurried to stay
I have left a million stars
and an ocean light and clearly blue
I have left warmth of the sun
and a million adventures not yet begun
For once there was beauty here for me
under the wide northern skies
and once there was magic here for me
under the wide northern skies
I saw trees as green and this dark as blue
heartbreak and poetry, with deeper roots
now I know this is lonely country
it leads me only, back to the sea
For once there was beauty here for me
under the wide northern skies
and once there was magic here for me
under the wide northern skies
I have returned to northern skies
where summer hasn't touched
the clouds that pass above
I have returned to somber greys
of days too early to come
and too hurried to stay
For once there was beauty here for me
under the wide northern skies
and once there was magic here for me
under the wide northern skiesx2
and once there was beauty here for me
under the wide northern skies
and once there was magic here for me
under the wide northern skies
I have returned, I have returned
I have returned, I have returned