fields of gold ... You'll remember me when the west wind moves

fields of gold ... You'll remember me when the west wind moves

" Das einzig Wichtige im Leben
sind die Spuren von Liebe,
die wir hinterlassen,
wenn wir ungefragt weggehen
und Abschied nehmen müssen "

Albert Schweitzer

in stillem Gedenken an meine beiden lieben Freunde ... die in den letzten Tagen unerwartet verstorben sind ....

for my two dear friends - who passed away in the last days unexpectedly

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Fields of Gold

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold

Gordon Matthew Thomas Sumner
Sting
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bernina 530 2 inside

bernina 530 2 inside

high precision mechanic ... works like a clockwork since 60 years ...

Bernina 530 2 Record

.... eyeflyer revidierte zwei ältere Bernina - Nähmaschinen ... lernte eine Menge über diese faszinierenden Maschinen & die Kunst des Nähens ...... und hat auch schon eine Kameratasche & eine Handytasche mit Klettverschluss damit genäht ... wer hätte as gedacht - dass ich das in meinen alten Tagen noch schaffe ;-)) ...

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sunny valentine for my friends

sunny valentine for my friends


Like a bird on the wire,

Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free
Like a worm on a hook,
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you
Like a baby, stillborn,
Like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me
But I swear by this song
And by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
He said to me, "You must not ask for so much"
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"

Oh like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free

Leonard Cohen

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a valentine for the rose of my heart

a valentine for the rose of my heart


When I'm Sixty-Four

When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now,
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine?

If I'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?

oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oooo
You'll be older too, (ah ah ah ah ah)
And if you say the word,
I could stay with you.

I could be handy mending a fuse
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride.

Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
Who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?

Every summer we can rent a cottage
In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too drear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck, and Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of view.
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, Wasting Away.

Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?

Whoo!

The Beatles

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lullabye for a river

lullabye for a river

lullabye

Sleep, baby, sleep
The day's on the run
The wind in the trees
Is talking in tongues

If you're heart is torn
I don't wonder why
If the night is long
Here's my lullaby
Here's my lullaby

Well, the mouse ate the crumb
Then the cat ate the crust
Now they've fallen in love
And they're talking in tongues

If your heart is torn
I don't wonder why
If the night is long
Here's my lullaby
Here's my lullaby

Sleep, baby, sleep
There's a morning to come
The wind and the trees
They're talking in tongues

If your heart is torn
I don't wonder why
If the night is long
Here's my lullaby
Here's my lullaby

Leonard Cohen

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