Fields and Factories
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On the hills, I see the corn is swiftly growing
In the gardens, trees are barren of their fruits
Bathed in sunshine, peasants toil, their labor showing
In the glory of the ever-healing roots
Well, I'm feeling
That it's all right, now!
Yes, I'm feeling
It's all right...now!
Anyway...
On the land, 'neath a million rays of sunshine
Stands the secret of the mirror-colored (?) life
Lying peacefully, the soil in all the sunshine
Lend its strength to the simplicity of life
Well, I'm feeling
That it's all right, now!
Yes, I'm feeling
It's all right...now!
Anyway...
A simple symphony, a tale without an ending
But the beauty of that spirit couldn't last
Revolution bred machineries of power
Could revolution turn the tide back to the past?
Well, I'm feeling
That it's all right, now!
Yes, I'm feeling
It's all right...now!
Anyway...
I see a giant hand descending from above my head
And suddenly, there's factories for rent, now you're dead
A man is just a number on a perforated card
Your personality is lost, is this a just reward?
Revolution, revolution
A man who's sucking all your blood will work you very hard
In the news, they're wasting (?), toiling for a crust of bread
Only hoping that their children now will all be fed
The factory mole of today is ever wanted more
Deep inside, his greedy hand is like a clutching claw
Revolution, revolution
Has the one reward he should be working for been lost?
A simple symphony, a tale without an ending
But the beauty of that spirit couldn't last
Revolution bred machineries of power
Could revolution turn the tide back to the past?
Well, I'm feeling
That it's all right, now!
Yes, I'm feeling
It's all right...now!
Anyway...
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