FarewellMichel HostettlerI picked this sprig of heather.Autumn is dead - remember.We will never see each other again on this earth.Odor of time, sprig of heather,and remember that I am waiting for you.
← LibraryMichel Hostettler · songFarewellFarewell by Michel Hostettler with libretto, IPA, translation, and study tools.Audio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongFarewellMichel HostettlerIˈaɪpickedpˈɪktthisðˈɪssprigspɹˈɪɡofˈɒvheatherhˈɛðɐ.Autumnˈɔːtʌmisˈɪzdeaddˈɛd-rememberɹɪmˈɛmbɐ.Wewˈiːwillwˈɪlnevernˈɛvɐseesˈiːeachˈiːtʃotherˈʌðɐagainɐɡˈɛnonˈɒnthisðˈɪsearthˈɜːθ.Odorˈəʊdəofˈɒvtimetˈaɪm,sprigspɹˈɪɡofˈɒvheatherhˈɛðɐ,andˈændrememberɹɪmˈɛmbɐthatðˈætIˈaɪaməmwaitingwˈeɪtɪŋforfˈɔːyoujˈuː.