Fields of Gold - Band/Stephan Flesch/Markus Ziegler
You'll remember me
When the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can't tell the sun
In his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze a while
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
Upon the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun
In his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
See the wayspen move
Like a love so
But all the fields of barley
See a body rise
When you feel some mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
I swear in the days still left
We walk in fields of gold
We walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed
Since those summer days
Upon the fields of barley
See the children run
As the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You remember me
Trun the wast in loss
Upon the fields of barley
You can't trun the sun
In his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
As we walk in fields of gold
As we walk in fields of gold