Fields of Gold

Sting supposedly wrote this song after he bought a house near a barley field. Notice how a simple story can be turned into powerful medium of expression. It is poetic, and as such, is subject to various interpretations depending on the occasion of one's emotions. The song goes:

You'll remember me when the west wind moves

Upon the fields of barley

You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky

As we walk in the fields of gold

So she took her love

For to gaze awhile

Upon the fields of barley

In his arms she fell as her hair came down

Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love

Among the fields of barley

We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky

As we lie in the fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so

Upon the fields of barley

Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth

Among the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly

And there have been some that I've broken

But I swear in the days still left

We'll walk in the fields of gold

We'll walk in the fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days

Among the fields of barley

See the children run as the sun goes down

Among the fields of gold

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 the fields of gold

When we walked in the fields of gold

When we walked in the fields of gold

At the moment, I am obliged to say, that this is a moving story of  passionate love between two people, who like any other, had their own challenges. It seemed like the man broke promises before but when the time was right, made up and pursued a love that would last till death. In death the man pictured their love to be remembered exactly the same way they teased and flaunted with the jealous sky and sun upon the fields of gold. Such love was intense and compelling that it could evoke an emotion even from the heavens.

I like the way Sting  wrote this song. He used simple words to convey his emotions. The comparison of a fields of barley to a fields of gold  is a creative beauty. I just thought his songwriting outstaged his singing here. A more soulful rendition is that of Eva Cassidy's, while an enchanting version of Celtic Woman's Lisa Kelly is a personal favorite.

Sting

Lisa Kelly of Celtic Woman