Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There Is a Season) Songtext
von The Seekers

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
And 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 love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
And 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 sow
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear, it′s not too late

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