“You’ll remember me..
When the West wind moves
Upon the fields of barley..
And you’ll forget the Sun
In his jeallous sky
When 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?
And you’ll forget the Sun
In his jeallous sky
As we lie in fields of gold…’
See the West wind move
Like a lover’s soul
Upon the fields of barley..
Feel her body rise..
When you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold…. “
Sting – Fields of Gold
