Turn, Turn, Turn (de Burgh Chris)

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 that 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 sow, A time for love, a time for hate, A time for peace, I swear it's not too late; It's not too late; turn, turn, turn; it's not too late. It's not too late; turn, turn, turn; it's not too late.