Lunedì

The mystic's dream - Loreena McKennitt


ascoltaA clouded dream on an earthly nightHangs upon the crescent moonA voiceless song in an ageless lightSings at the coming dawnBirds in flight are calling thereWhere the heart moves the stonesIt's there that my heart is longingAll for the love of you.A painting hangs on an ivy wallNestled in the emerald mossThe eyes declare a truce of trustThen it draws me far awayWhere deep in the desert twilightSand melts in pools of the skyDarkness lays her crimson cloakYour lamps will call me home.And so it's there my homage's dueClutched by the still of the nightNow I feel you moveAnd every breath is fullSo it's there my homage's dueClutched by the still of the nightEven the distance feels so nearAll for the love of you.A clouded dream on an earthly nightHangs upon the crescent moonA voiceless song in an ageless lightSings at the coming dawnBirds in flight are calling thereWhere the heart moves the stonesIt's there that my heart is longingAll for the love of you.