Текст Big Country – Harvest Home

Who saw the fences falling
Who broke the ploughman’s bread
Who heard the winter calling
Who wore the tailors thread

How many sheaves were counted
How did the carriage shine
How many thoughts were doubted
How did the landlord dine

Just as you sow you shall reap
Just as you sow you shall reap

Who lead the Mayday feasting
Who saw the harvest home
Who left the future wasting
Who watched the families go

See where the bowls are empty
See where the arms reach
See where the butter melted
See where the altars creak

Just as you sow you shall reap
Just as you sow you shall reap
In harvest home

Where were the days of promise
Where were the gifts divine
Where were the heroes honest
Where was the summer wine

Watch how the waves must shatter
Watch how the shore divides
Watch how the nets will tatter
Watch Canute and his bride

Just as you sow you shall reap