Текст песни Ronen - Field of gold
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Fields of gold 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 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 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 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 fields of gold Золотые поля Ты будешь вспоминать меня, когда западный ветер Будет веять над ячменными полями. Ты забудешь о солнце в его завистливом небе, Когда мы будем гулять среди золотых полей. Итак, она отвела своего любимого, Чтобы взглянуть вместе с ним На ячменные поля. Она упала в его объятия, и её волосы распустились Среди золотых полей. Ты останешься со мной? Ты будешь моей любовью Среди ячменных полей? Мы забудем о солнце в его завистливом небе, Когда будем лежать среди золотых полей. Посмотри, как нежно дует западный ветер Над ячменными полями. Почувствуй, как поднимается её тело, когда ты целуешь её в губы Среди золотых полей. Я никогда не давал пустых обещаний. И хотя некоторые из них я не сдержал, Клянусь, что пока мы будем вместе, Мы будем гулять среди золотых полей. Прошло немало времени с той летней поры Среди ячменных полей. Посмотри, как бегают дети в лучах заходящего солнца Среди золотых полей. Ты будешь вспоминать меня, когда западный ветер Будет веять над ячменными полями. Расскажи солнцу в его завистливом небе, Как мы гуляли среди золотых полей. Смотрите также:
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Fields of gold
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 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 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 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 fields of gold
Fields of Gold
You'll remember me when the west wind
It will blow over barley fields.
You will forget about the sun in the sky of his envious,
When we walk among the fields of gold.
So she took her beloved,
To look with him
Barley field.
She fell into his arms, and her hair blossomed
Among the fields of gold.
Will you stay with me? Will you be my love
Among the fields of barley?
We forget about the sun in the sky of his envious,
When we lie in the midst of golden fields.
Look how gently blowing west wind
Over the barley fields.
Feel her body rise when you kiss her on the lips
Among the fields of gold.
I never gave empty promises.
And while some of them I did not keep,
I swear that as long as we're together,
We will walk among the fields of gold.
It took a lot of time with the summer pores
Among the fields of barley.
See how children run into the sunset
Among the fields of gold.
You'll remember me when the west wind
It will blow over barley fields.
Tell the sun in his envious sky
As we walked among the golden fields.
