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How black the fields at night in spring Careening thru the sky The farmer dreams what the year will bring Birds rest with open eye The few deer fly to the dancing place Orion falls from sight Oh rock me in the universe Rock me I 'til I sleep Rock me when I leave this place Rock me sweet and deep I think I'll walk until the sun Brings us another day Men quarrel with everyone They grow old and refuse to play But how black the fields in the early light The seed is on its way From Letras Mania