Бьерн Ульвеус (Абба)

Flying through the garden
Garden of the roses
And the silver poplars
I can see a bird
It is the bird of sorrow
I hear the bird of sorrow
Singing of the long lost
Land of faraway
And my heart is trembling
Then I hear my father say
Mio my Mio
High above the garden
Garden of the roses
I can see a big bird
Making for the sky
It is the bird of sorrow
Singing about tomorrow
I must leave the garden
I must go away
And my heart is trembling
Then I hear my father say
Mio my Mio