Enya
China Roses Who can tell me if we have heaven?Who can say the way it should be?Moonlight holly, the Sappho Comet
Angel’s tears below a tree
You talk of the break of morningAs you view the new auroraCloud in crimson, the key of heaven
One love carved in acajou
One told me of China RosesOne of thousand nights and one nightEarth’s last picture, the end of evening
A new moon leads me towoods of dreams and I followA new world waits for me
I know that if I have heaventhere is nothing to desireRain and river, a world of wonder
I see the sun…
I see the stars…