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Summer Songs, Summer Love, Summer Fun (Jerry Keller) · Aria/Aqua (Asia) · Mondo Aqua Kitty (Heavy Vegetable) · WOW Worship: Aqua (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Aqua Remix Superbest (Aqua) · Aqua (Moncef Genoud) · Aqua [Japan Bonus Track] (Asia) · The Amazing Undersea Adventures of Aqua Kitty and Friends (Heavy Vegetable) · Aqua Vita (DJ Rockstar) · Aqua Mania Remix (Aqua) – and 90 other albums »


Then you are calling
Call my heart awake from years of slumber
And then I'm falling
Like a child head over heel
In fields of summer
Can you hold me?
the farmer turns his land

And you plant your fields when the spring is tender
When the summer beats down, you pray for rain
You hope for the harvest
tan
Salvatore
Dying by the hand
Of a foreign man
Happily
Calling out my name
In the summer rain
Ciao amore
Salvatore can wait
Now it's time
The April walk through fields and farms
And then I held you in my arms
But most of all, I still recall
That warm summer night

The autumn
like the farmer turns the land
You plant your fields
When the spring is tender
When the summer beats down
You pray for rain
You hope for the harvest
the fields
Please don't turn us in
We'll be silent as the grave
As time

No gringo
No Gringo aqua
Words as levies against the flood
Hoy cerrado
the summer of my dreams,
By the deep pool where the fish wait for the old fool with the wrong bait,
There's a field of purple clover, there's a small cloud
Through the fields row by row
One plant at a time
Down the row field by field
This field will take a long time
There's corn from here to night
When summer returns to its warm green fields 
the sun fading, pastel in the breeze 
the swallow swooping, migrating home 
the dawning days
here on this porch and wonder
How the time flies by
Or does it seem to barely creep along
With 75 septembers come and gone

Were the fields all gold
Oh, Mother Earth
With your fields of green
Once more laid down
By the hungry hand
How long can you
Give and not receive
And feed this world
Ruled by
stream,
In the summer of my dreams.
By the deep pool, where the fish wait,
For the old fool, with the wrong bait.
There's a field of purple clover;
stream,
In the summer of my dreams.
By the deep pool, where the fish wait,
For the old fool, with the wrong bait.
There's a field of purple clover;
And we'd go roamin'...

When the sun was sinking low we'd leave the fields behind
To think about another day for it was summer time

And we'd go roamin'...
Tennessee mountain home
Crickets sing in the fields near by

Honeysuckle vine clings to the fence along the lane
Their fragrance makes the summer wind so
Oh, the rain burns on
Now that summer's gone
Oh, the wind blows strong
Now that summer's gone

Across the fields we ran
To emerald castles, banned
Tennessee mountain home
Crickets sing in the fields near by

Honeysuckle vine clings to the fence along the lane
Their fragrance makes the summer wind so
sister we'd hide out in the tall corn fields
Sit and listen to the mansion on the hill

Tonight down here in Linden Town
I watch the cars rushing by
I used to know this old scarecrow
He was my song
My joy and sorrow,
Cast alone between the furrows 
Of a field no longer sown by anyone.
I held
Summer death, slow step
Walk behind the mother of the thirteen year old brown-eyed boy
Attitudes, attitudes
Sloganized by middle boots
The men
time

Towering waves
Will crash across your southern cape
Massive storms
Will reach your eastern shores
Fields of green
Will tumble through your summer
through the summer

The field hand hit the switch and stumbled
Outside the big engine roared and rumbled
The stolen horse spooked and tumbled
She
sister we'd hide out in the tall corn fields
Sit and listen to the mansion on the hill

Tonight down here in Linden Town
I watch the cars rushing by
come and then
You will find the blessing is worth the pain
So just believe and let the seasons change

Hearts grown cold
May be warmed by the summer sun
sister we'd hide out in the tall corn fields
Sit and listen to the mansion on the hill

Tonight down here in Linden Town
I watch the cars rushing by