Tekst Utworu
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 a while
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold, 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 we lie in 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
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Fields of gold
Written by: Gordon Sumner
