Woke up hearing someone singing this, a tenor so golden it surely came from heaven ❤
“You’ll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley. You can tell the sun in his jealous sky When we walked in fields of gold….”
Woke up hearing someone singing this, a tenor so golden it surely came from heaven ❤
“You’ll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley. You can tell the sun in his jealous sky When we walked in fields of gold….”
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