Sóley Smashed Birds

This is an easy to play version of this wonderful Icelandic song. My first try,
please be gentle with your criticism :-)

capo 4. fret

C       Em             Am             G
I walk the road when I realize my death

C       Em                     Am     G
The road that knows about my pity, little past

C       Em             D
I grab one note and put it in my pocket

Am      G
With your birds 


C       Em             Am             G
I walked the road until I came close to your house
C       Em             D
Your house was floating on my water

C       Em             D
I asked one tree one tree to take me in

Am      G
To your house



G                       C
And there I took all of your birds

                        D               G
And I smashed them in my pocket, oh

G                       F
And then I got the feathers off and

Am                      C              Em             Am             G
I made myself a beautiful dress

In your basement was a letter to myself
You wrote it when we were married
I took this note and put it in my mouth
With your words

And then I took all your words 
And I ate them by the fire, oh
And then I tore the pages up 
And I made myself a beautiful dress

I spoke your words out in your garden where
I built my new house near your flowers, trees, and bees
I told our trees and bees to fly away
With your words and your birds

And then I took all your words and I ate them by the fire, oh
And me and your smashed birds, we danced the whole night to the moon
And in the morning I climbed your tree and flew away