The Fields - Mythborne: letras de canções, vídeos de música e concertos

The Fields

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The Fields foi lançado em 5 de dezembro de 2025 por Mythborne Music como parte do álbum The Fields - Single

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The wind came down from Alder Hill and set the leaves to spin

It chased the geese across the pond and tousled farmer Finn

It tugged the maidens' ribbons loose and sent them through the rye

And laughed to see the children run beneath the autumn sky

Hey-dee-day, the clouds will play, the sun will catch their gleam

The world's a song of simple hearts and every heart's a dream

So whistle bright and walk in time, through meadow, field, and glen

For joy's a tune that never fades, sing once, and sing again!

Old Tanner Tom was patching boots when swallows took to flight

He left his bench to watch them soar and waved them out of sight

The baker's boy was late again, but no one seemed to mind

For laughter rose from every lane and left no care behind

Hey-dee-day, the clouds will play, the sun will catch their gleam

The world's a song of simple hearts and every heart's a dream

So whistle bright and walk in time, through meadow, field, and glen

For joy's a tune that never fades, sing once, and sing again!

The river hums a silver tune, the reeds all sway in line

The millwheel keeps a steady beat, the sky turns gold with time

And when the evening shadows fall and stars begin to glow

The crickets take the fiddler's place to play the world below

Hey-dee-day, the clouds will play, the sun will catch their gleam

The world's a song of simple hearts and every heart's a dream

So whistle bright and walk in time, through meadow, field, and glen

For joy's a tune that never fades, sing once, and sing again!

So if you hear the morning lark or feel the soft wind's call

Just hum the tune the earth once made, the merriest of all

For every road and river bend still echoes with that strain

The song of hearts that find their peace in sunlight, wind, and rain

Written by: Mythborne Music

Rodapé Shazam

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