Текст песни Winter Fields (Scott Simpson) с переводом

Out here in these winter fields

silence is the only thing that’s growing,

even now when it’s not snowing

and there’s nothing but the wind.

And I want to know--- do you remember

weren’t those seeds that we were sowing?

Didn’t our bodies ache with knowing

that our love would never end?

Hey-hey-yey-ee-yey-ee-ay

Hey-hey-yey-ee-yey-ee-ay

Upstairs where the children sleep

and dream of their tomorrows,

do you think they know our sorrows---

how hard it is, sometimes, to break the ground?

Down stairs, we are in our chairs

with nothing to disturb us,

but the thing that makes me nervous

is how hard it is, sometimes, to make a sound.

Hey-hey-yey-ee-yey-ee-ay

Hey-hey-yey-ee-yey-ee-ay

Out here in these winter fields…

Out here in these winter fields…

Out here in these winter fields…

Out here in these winter fields…

There’s nothing but the wind.

Hey-hey-yey-ee-yey-ee-ay

Hey-hey-yey-ee-yey-ee-ay

Hey-hey-yey-ee-yey-ee-ay

Hey-hey-yey-ee-yey-ee-ay

There’s nothing but the wind.

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