eva cassidy - fields of gold
Jag förstår inte. Vissa låtar framkallar så mycket känslor ur en, lyssnade precis på denna låt och hela jag blir till en ledsen liten boll - fast jag vet inte varför. Hur kan de vara så? När jag lyssnar på vissa andra låtar känner jag mig stark eller får typ en adrenalinkick men nu blir jag bara tom och hjärtlös, jag vill inte.
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky,
when we walked in fields of gold
So she took her love,
for to gaze awhile,
among 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?
And you can tell the sun in his jealous sky
when we walked in fields of gold
I never made promises lightly,
and there have been some that i have broken,
but i swear in the days still left
we will walk in fields of gold,
we will walk in fields of gold
I never made promises lightly,
and there have been some that i have broken,
but i swear in the days still left
we will walk in fields of gold,
we will 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,
as you lie in fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
when we walked in fields of gold
♣M
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky,
when we walked in fields of gold
So she took her love,
for to gaze awhile,
among 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?
And you can tell the sun in his jealous sky
when we walked in fields of gold
I never made promises lightly,
and there have been some that i have broken,
but i swear in the days still left
we will walk in fields of gold,
we will walk in fields of gold
I never made promises lightly,
and there have been some that i have broken,
but i swear in the days still left
we will walk in fields of gold,
we will 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,
as you lie in fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
when we walked in fields of gold
♣M
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