Harvest

Tác giả: Nightwish

My harvest will come, tiny valorous straw
Among the millions facing to the sun
I will pause before a man whose path has just begun
Something unsung our way comes

The quarternary code gave mankind a rose
So we could see the beautiful die
Strange piece of storm hovers over crops
In a child's face aglow before the scythe

Join the harvest of hundred fields, hearty and tame
All going back to one single grain
Offer light to the coming day, inspire a child

Water the field, surrender to the earth
Water the field, surrender to the earth
Water the field, surrender to the earth

They have beauty beyond the poetry but choose a silent misery
The deeper their sea, the less remains
They'll find the pretty words and tame flocks to herd
There's that or carousel of dare

Join the harvest of hundred fields, hearty and tame
All going back to one single grain
Offer light to the coming day, inspire a child

Water the field, surrender to the earth
Water the field, surrender to the earth

Join the harvest of hundred fields

Join the harvest of hundred fields, hearty and tame
All going back to one single grain
Offer light to the coming day, inspire a child
Water the field, surrender to the earth

Join the harvest of hundred fields, hearty and tame
All going back to one single grain
Offer light to the coming day, inspire a child
Water the field, surrender to the earth
Surrender to the earth

Arrive alive;