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Green Fields
Once there were green fields kissed by the sun.
Once there were valleys where rivers used to run.
Once there were blue skies with white clouds high above.
Once they were part of an everlasting love.
שֶׁמֶשׁ נָשְׁקָה לְשָׂדוֹת יְרֻקִּים
אָז עוֹד בְּגַיְא פִּכְפְּכוּ הַפְּלָגִים
גָּבוֹהַּ בַּתְּכֵלֶת עָנָן שָׁם חָלַף
כָּל זֶה אִתָּנוּ הָיָה אָז מְשֻׁתָּף
זוּג מְאֹהָב – כָּךְ טִיַּלְנוּ בַּשָּׂדוֹת.
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