Klaverveld / Fields Of Gold with lyrics

KLAVERVELD / Fields Of Gold when the winds of spring blow through the polder near the Beemster dyke I see you, my love like a cloud of light in a green-blue clover field   once you promised never to leave that Beemster dyke where the winter cold colours all the land including that clover field when clouds gather in the sky everything gets dark there by the Beemster dyke I hear your voice from afar crystal clear from our green blue clover field I have roamed the world and you became my companion until we rooted together next to that green clover field do not forget me even though you’re no longer by the Beemster dyke and think back of the days we lay together in our own clover field when the winds of spring blow through the polder near the Beemster dyke I see you, my love like a cloud of light in a green-blue clover field