The Byrds - Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Every Thing There Is A Season) | Текст песни

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• Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Every Thing There Is A Season)

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.

(Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
(King James Version)
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
A time of war, and a time of peace.)