Waters Of The Green Fields

the times are rough
and so ist the way
I´m leaving you behind
for a better day
no time for crying
this is the age
many have left
for a better wage
you know I gotta get away ...
the fields are still green
I guess they´ll always be
I hope to come back some day
hard to leave you, you´re bound to stay
My way seems gone
but yet it´s the twilight
get on the other side to face the end
or not to stay or hide or what?