(...)
So she took her love,
for to gaze awhile,
among the fields of barley
In her 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,

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

When we walked in fields of gold


Den dagen jag känner så starkt för någon.
Den dagen ska jag "gifta "mig och den här låten vill jag spela på piano då.
Hm.. Drömmar är bra.