Strawberry Fields...
Nada es Real
Why nada en lo que pensar.
Strawberry Fields Forever..
Living is easy with eyes closed,
Misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me.
No one I think is in my tree
I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can or not tune in
But it's all right. That is I think it's not too bad.
Always, no, sometimes, think it's me
But you know I know when it's a dream.
I think, er, no , I mean, er , yes, but it's all wrong
That is I think I disagree.
Strawberry Fields, Nada es real,
Why nada en lo que pensar...
Strawberry Fields Forever.
Strawberry Fields Forever.
Strawberry Fields Forever.