Songtexte Fields of Gold - Gregorian
                                                You′ll 
                                                remember 
                                                me 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                west 
                                                wind 
                                                moves 
                                                upon 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                barley
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                forget 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                jealous 
                                                sky 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                walk 
                                                in 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                she 
                                                took 
                                                her 
                                                love 
                                                for 
                                                to 
                                                gaze 
                                                awhile 
                                                upon 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                barley
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                his 
                                                arms 
                                                she 
                                                fell 
                                                as 
                                                her 
                                                hair 
                                                came 
                                                down 
                                                among 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                Will 
                                                you 
                                                stay 
                                                with 
                                                me, 
                                                will 
                                                you 
                                                be 
                                                my 
                                                love 
                                                among 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                barley?
 
                                    
                                
                                                We′ll 
                                                forget 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                jealous 
                                                sky 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                lie 
                                                in 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                See 
                                                the 
                                                west 
                                                wind 
                                                move 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                lover 
                                                so 
                                                upon 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                barley
 
                                    
                                
                                                Feel 
                                                her 
                                                body 
                                                rise 
                                                when 
                                                you 
                                                kiss 
                                                her 
                                                mouth 
                                                among 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                made 
                                                promises 
                                                lightly 
                                                and 
                                                there 
                                                have 
                                                been 
                                                some 
                                                that 
                                                I've 
                                                broken
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                swear 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                days 
                                                still 
                                                left 
                                                we'll 
                                                walk 
                                                in 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                We′ll 
                                                walk 
                                                in 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                Many 
                                                years 
                                                have 
                                                passed 
                                                since 
                                                those 
                                                summer 
                                                days 
                                                among 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                barley
 
                                    
                                
                                                See 
                                                the 
                                                children 
                                                run 
                                                as 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                goes 
                                                down 
                                                among 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                You′ll 
                                                remember 
                                                me 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                west 
                                                wind 
                                                moves 
                                                upon 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                barley
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                tell 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                jealous 
                                                sky 
                                                when 
                                                we 
                                                walked 
                                                in 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we 
                                                walked 
                                                in 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                gold 
                                                when 
                                                we 
                                                walked 
                                                in 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                gold
 
                                    
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