paroles de chanson The Green Leaves of Summer - The City of Prague Philharmonic Orchestra

A time to be reaping
A time to be sowing
The green leaves of summer are calling me home
It was good to be young then, in the season of plenty
When the catfish were jumping as high as the sky
A time to be laughing
A time to be living
A time to be courting a girl of your own
'Twas so good to be young then, to be close to the earth
And to stand by your wife at the moment of birth
A time to be reaping
A time to be sowing
The green leaves of summer are calling me home
It was good to be young then
With the sweet smell of apples
And the owl in the pine tree, a wink in his eye
A time just for planting
A time just for plowing
A time just for living, a place called to die
'Twas so good to be young then, to be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer are calling me home
The green leaves of summer are calling me home