miércoles, 7 de julio de 2010

Fields of Gold. Interpreta: Sting. Año: 1993 Album: Fields of gold: the best of Sting

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 the 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 the 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 the fields of gold...
We'll walk in the 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 the fields of gold...