Lapwings Songtext
von The Young’uns

Back came a band of lapwings
Flying north towards the sea
Following the call of spring
Where my love waits for me
My love waits for me


And soon they will be wheeling
On northern moss and eastern fen
Their tiny voices squealing
Last year′s song again
Last year's song again

Oh Lord, if I were a lapwing
And not a soldier lost in fear
I′d fill my tiny lungs and sing
And fly far from here
And fly far from here


Back came a band of lapwings
Flying north towards the sea
Following the call of spring
Where my love waits for me
My love waits for me