Testo Waters Of The Green Fields

the times are rough and so ist the way I´m leaving you behind for a better day no time for crying this is the age many have left for a better wage you know I gotta get away ... the fields are still green I guess they´ll always be I hope to come back some day hard to leave you, you´re bound to stay My way seems gone but yet it´s the twilight get on the other side to face the end or not to stay or hide or what?