I spend my days in long lines
In villages, towns, and cities
Swallows are the queens
Flying the lines of freedom
I want to get my feet off the ground
I want to fly away from here
And only come back someday
I'll put the suitcase in the hold
Don't wait for me at the station
One day a swallow said
"Daughter, the world spins
Use the breeze to your advantage
But the sun warns before it sets"
I want to get my feet off the ground
I want to fly away from here
And only come back someday
I'll put the suitcase in the hold
Don't wait for me at the station
And my mother used to say
Be strong, head for the sea
Climb slopes, place bets
On luck, not on bad luck"