Gereben Zita - To be with the Closest dalszöveg (lyrics)

And finally here I am
Where always ought to be
A day has gone, I feel our linden tree
Spreads the scent of home, where my
Heart belongs
I'm still dazed by the memory of our songs

We used to sing upon the shades
Of fleeting sun plucks on your guitar would
Always bring the fun
Yet I hear the same jokeslike before
Still there's nothing what could
Amuse us more

To be with you always brings the same
Same old warmths
The closest one, the member of the game
Now I call it life
A life that I could not reject
'cause I need it
It's the fresh air it's a piece of bread
It's like a sip of wine
It's a mildness of your hand
I think there won't be end

Our garden is the same
But now it's pearly white
Under the snow, sleeps it's winter night
And the chap with his big carrot nose
Tells the secrets of tales he already knows

(The) sketches of our life
The happiness and joy
No matter if it's cold, it's simple as a toy
It's my place and my good people around
Feel our home, where I am safe and sound