Paroles de Green Fields

Whatever walks with two legs Gets all things done wrong oh We're condemned We pray for pretty ribbons A happy and proud religion oh The wind is blowing in the fields Here and there the straws fly in trance They come at you with all mischiefs Silencing dances giving no chances oh They rejoice at the squeaks of despair And we are left to dream here In the green fields of the world Green fields of the world The wind is blowing in the fields Here and there the straws fly in trance They come at you spontaneously Silencing dances giving no chances They rejoice at the squeaks of despair And we are left to dream here In the green fields of the world Green fields of the world Green fields of the world Green fields of the world