The Byrds: Turn! Turn! Turn! (to Everything There Is a Season) Lyrics

Os dejo tres versiones de esta maravillosa canción adaptada del libro del Eclesiastés 3:1-15 por Pete Seeger de The Byrds quien la musicó y le añadió el último verso (A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!) en 1959. No sabía que el 45% de los royalties de esta maravillosa canción van para el Israeli Committee Against House Demolitions, pero ahora que lo sé me cae más simpática aún. Mismo si no eres creyente, tiene un profundo sentido espiritual, kármico. Otra rola para hippies de derechas.









To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for 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 for 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 for every purpose under heaven

A time of war, a time of peace
A time of love, a time of hate
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 for every purpose under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!