Song of the Day: Fields of Gold by Sting
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
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
Genoveva Magpantay Cuevas
She always had a smile ready for everyone and a voice that boomed with happiness.
She was and is loved by many. She will always be remembered.
We miss you, Ate Jhennie.
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