Enya

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 morning
as you view the new aurora,
Could in crimson, the key of heaven,
one love carved in acajou

One told me of China Roses
One a thousand nights and one night,
Earth´s last picture, the end of evening:
hue of indigo and blue

A new moon leads me to
woods of dreams and I follow
A new world waits for me
my dream, my way

I know that if I have heaven
there is nothing to desire
Rain and river, a world of wonder
may be paradise to me

I see the sun

II see the stars