Cover di Turn! Turn! Turn!

Turn! Turn! Turn!
Album - 6 dicembre 1965 - Debaser id 35326

di The Byrds

Words-adapted from The Bible, book of Ecclesiastes
Music-Pete Seeger

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
Il tuo voto:
Every time I see you smile, come to me, don't be long
Let me tell you how my heart goes wild.
Please let me love you and it won't be wrong

Every time you're in my arms, come to me , don't be long
You know that I'll never do you no harm
Please let me love you and it won't be wrong



Chorus:
Let me love you and then you'll see, come to me, come to me
Let me show you once and we'll be free
Please let me love you and it won't be wrong

Repeat first verse
Repeat chorus
Il tuo voto:
Written by Bob Dylan

Come gather round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin'
Then you better start swimming
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a changin

Come writers and critics
who prophesize with your pen
Keep your eyes open
The chance won't come again
Watch what you say
For the wheel's still in spin
And there ain't tellin' who that it's naming
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a changin

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he who gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
The battle outside raging
It'll rattle your windows
and shake down your walls
For the times they are a changin

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticise
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly aging
Get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a changin
Il tuo voto:
Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my kneee
And I'm going to Lousiana Sasannah for to see
Oh Susannah now don't you cry for me
Cause I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee

Well it rained so hard the night I left, the weather it was dry
And it was so hot I froze to death, Susannah don't you cry
Oh Susannah now don't you cry for me
Cause I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
Il tuo voto:
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