Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Foggy Fields of France, artist - Paul Kelly. Album song Stolen Apples, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 06.09.2007
Record label: Cooking Vinyl, Paul Kelly
Song language: English
The Foggy Fields of France |
Green the foggy fields of France today I journey through |
Green the singer, Al, who sings the way I feel for you |
Green our love so tender yet, a gift each day made new |
Green would be the whole wide world if they our secret knew |
Blue the little patch of sky peeping through the gray |
Blue the color of your dress the day I went away |
Blue the mighty ocean deep keeping us apart |
Blue the melody I strum on this old guitar |
I carry you with me wrapped up in my heart |
We are the wonder that keeps the stars apart |
The root of the root and the bud of the bud |
The deepest of the deepest, the singing in the blood, oh |
Gold the feeling that I get as the plane comes in to land |
Gold the sinking western sun making its fiery bands |
Gold the color of your curls as at the gate you stand |
Gold the ring I bring for you to slip on your left hand |
I carry you with me wrapped up in my heart |
This is the wonder that keeps the stars apart |
The root of the root and the bud of the bud |
The deepest of the deepest, the singing in the blood |
The root of the root and the bud of the bud |
We are the wonder that keeps the stars apart |