Through the fields of Saint Etienne Amidst the corn I wander In my hand an ear of corn The morning dew has kissed Here beneath the skies I lay with my lover While the summer winds gave it clouds of war Au revoir my love Though the reasons pass me Why we can't remain in the fields of St. Etienne Weaving proudly singing loudly Being young and foolish He was going never knowing He would not return Here beneath the skies I lay with my lover While the summer winds gave it clouds of war Au revoir my love Though the reasons pass me Why we can't remain in the fields of St. Etienne Singing songs of war Filled fith God and country Marching down the road with the boys that day Au revoir my love Though the reasons pass me Why we can't remain in the fields of St. Etienne