Greetings to the home folks
(Hälsa dem därhemma)

				Eng.T: Okänd
				M: Edith Worsing

In the quiet of the night,
keeping watch by soft star-light.
Sailing far at sea I stand,
thoughtful and alone
From beyond the pow'r of sight,
comes the whir of bird wings light.
saring northward to the cooler,
new-blown spring at home.

	Carry greetings with you
	to the distant shore
	Greetings to my loved ones,
	and her whom I adore.
	All my thoughts go with you
	as you fly away
	Greetings, warmest greetings
	at the break of day.

Toward the south and toward the north
Men have ever ventured forth
East and west across the sea,
Ev'rywhere to roam
But when months and many miles
Keep us from our dear ones smiles
With the migrant birds our thoughts
go warmly winging home

	Carry greetings with you...
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