Текст песни mattea kathy - You Plant Your Fields
mattea kathy - You Plant Your Fields слова песни
(Wendy Waldman/Donny Lowery)My father said some thing you learnOnly by doing when it comes your turnEverything comes around so be ready if you canPrepare your heart like the farmer turns the landYou plant your fieldsWhen the spring is tenderWhen the summer beats downYou pray for rainYou hope for the harvestAnd the long cold winterAnd then you plant your fields againHe spoke right to my restless soulStill wild and hungry and beyond controlFor all that you dream there`s a time and a placeBut you won`t know it till it comes your turnYou plant your fieldsWhen the spring is tenderWhen the summer beats downYou pray for rainYou hope for the harvestAnd the long cold winterAnd then you plant your fields again