Through the fields of St Etienne

Amidst the corn I wonder

In my hand an ear of corn

The morning dew has kissed

Here beneath the skies

I lay with my lover

While the summer winds gathered clouds of war

Au revoir my love

Though the reasons pass me

Why we can't remain in the fields of St Etienne

Weaving proudly singing loudly

Being young and foolish

He was going never knowing

He would not return

Singing songs of war

Filled with God and country

Marching down the road with the boys that day

Au revoir my love

Though the reasons pass me

Why we can't remain in the fields of St Etienne

Au revoir my love

Though the reasons pass me

Why we can't remain in the fields of St Etienne

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