Bright Fields Songtext
von Bad Boys Blue

She stood at the port and watched him go aboard
While the band was playing Farewell Ireland
Tears of there′s no grace were streaming down her face
'Cause she, she must stay while he sails away

′Cause the bright fields would burn or yield
Led the last love to death
And a life lost the guarding shield
Her love ran out of breath


She began to pray and turned her head away
He should not see her deep desperation
She forced her heart to learn that he will not return
And pain we must transcend there where all roads end

'Cause the bright fields would burn or yield
Led the last love to death
And a life lost the guarding shield
Her love ran out of breath

'Cause the bright fields would burn or yield
Led the last love to death
And a life lost the guarding shield
Her love ran out of breath


She left hurt behind, just kept that dream in mind
Where together means it′s forever
There must be a land where a four-piece Irish band
Plays I am, I′m coming home