Enya Albums > Shepherd Moons
1. | Shepherd Moons (Instrumental) | 3:43 |
2. | Caribbean Blue | 3:59 |
3. | How Can I Keep From Singing? | 4:25 |
4. | Ebudæ | 1:55 |
5. | Angeles | 4:01 |
6. | No Holly For Miss Quinn (Instrumental) | 2:43 |
7. | Book Of Days (Gaelic) / Book of Days (English) | 2:55 |
8. | Evacuee | 3:50 |
9. | Lothlorien (Instrumental) | 2:07 |
10. | Marble Halls | 3:54 |
11. | Afer Ventus | 4:06 |
12. | 6:10 |
Caribean Blue
by Enya
... Eurus ... ... Afer Ventus ... ... so the world goes round and round with all you ever knew - They say the sky high above is Caribean blue ... ... if every man says all he can, if every man is true, do I believe the sky above is Caribean blue ... ... Boreas ... ... Zephryus ... ... if all you told was turned to gold, if all you dreamed were new, imagine sky high above in Caribean blue ... ... Eurus ... Afer Ventus ... ... Boreas Zephryus ... ... Africus ...
by Enya
My life goes on in endless song above earth's lamentations, I hear the real, though far-off hymn that hails a new creation. Through all the tumult and the strife I hear it's music ringing, It sounds an echo in my soul. How can I keep from singing? While though the tempest loudly roars, I hear the truth, it liveth. And though the darkness 'round me close, songs in the night it giveth. No storm can shake my inmost calm, while to that rock I'm clinging. Since love is lord of heaven and earth how can I keep from singing? When tyrants tremble in their fear and hear their death knell ringing, when friends rejoice both far and near how can I keep from singing? In prison cell and dungeon vile our thoughts to them are winging, when friends by shame are undefiled how can I keep from singing?
by Enya, percussion by Nicky Ryan and Enya
, , , Amharc, mna ag obair la's mall san oich , Ceolann siad ar laetha geal, a bhi , Bealach fada annon's anall a choich.
by Enya, Clarinet by Roy Jewitt
Angels, answer me, are you near if rain should fall? Am I to believe you will rise to calm the storm? For so great a treasure words will never do. Surely, if this is, promises are mine to give you. mine to give... Here, all too soon the day! Wish the moon to fall and alter tomorrow. I should know heaven has her way - each one given memories to own. Angeles, all could be should you move both earth and sea Angeles, I could feel all those dark clouds disappearing... Even, as I breathe comes an angel to their keep. Surely, if this is promises are mine to give you. mine to give...
by Enya, percussion by Andy Duncan
, , , O oiche go hoich, mo thuras, An bealach fada romham. , , , O la go la, mo thuras, , , na scealta na mbeidh a choich.
by Enya, percussion by Andy Duncan
One day, one night, one moment My dreams could be tomorrow One step, one fall, one falter East or West, Over earth or by ocean One way to be my journey This way could be my Book of Days No day, no night, no moment Can hold me back from trying One flag, one fall, one falter I'll find my day maybe Far and Away Far and Away One day, one night one moment With a dream to be leaving One step, one fall, one falter Find a new world across a wide ocean This way became my journey This day brings together Far and Away This day brings together Far and Away Far and Away
by Enya, Cornet by Steve Sidwell
Each time on my leaving home I run back to my mother's arms, one last hold and then it's over. Watching me, you know I cry, you wave a kiss to say goodbye, Feel the sky fall down upon me! All I am, a child with promises All I have are miles full of promises of home. If only I could stay with you, my train moves on, you're gone from view, Now I must wait until it's over. Days will pass, your words to me, it seems so long; eternity, but I must wait until it's over.
by Enya
I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls with vassels and serfs at my side, and of all who assembled within those walls that I was the hope and the pride. I had riches all too great to count and a high ancestral name. But I also dreamt which pleased me most that you loved me still the same, that you loved me you loved me still the same, that you loved me you loved me still the same. I dreamt that suitors sought my hand, that knights upon bended knee and with vows no maidens heart could withstand, they pledged their faith to me. And I dreamt that one of that noble host came forth my hand to claim. But I also dreamt which charmed me most that you loved me still the same that you loved me you loved me still the same, that you loved me you loved me still the same.
by Enya
Mare Nubrium. Umbriel. Mare Imbrium. Ariel. Et itur ad astra. Et itur ad astra. Mare Undarum. Io. Vela. Mirabile dictu. Mirabilia. Mirabile visu. Mirabilia. Et itur ad astra. Et itur ad astra. Sempervirent. Rosetum. Afer Ventus. Zephryus. Volturnus. Africus. Et itur ad astra. Et itur ad astra. Etesiarum. Eurus. Running verse: Suus cuique mos. Suum quique. Meus mihi, suus cuique carus. memento, terrigena. Memento, vita brevis. Meus mihi, suus cuique carus.
by Enya, Uillean Pipes by Liam O'Flionn
, , Eist le mo chroi, , , Go bronach a choich , , , Ta me cailte gan tu 's do bhean cheile. , , An gra mor i do shaoil , , Threarai si me. , , Bigi liomsa i gconai , , La's oich. Curfa: , Ag caoineadh ar an uaigneas mor , Na deora, go bronach , Na gcodladh ins an uaigh ghlas chiuin Faoi shuimhneas, go domhain , Aoibhneas a bhi , Ach d'imigh sin , , , Se lean tu Do fhear cheile. , , An gra mor i do shaoil , , , Threarai se me , , , Bigi loimsa i gconai , , La's oich. Curfa: , Ag caoineadh ar an uaigneas mor , Na deora, go bronach , Na gcodladh ins an uaigh ghlas chiuin Faoi shuimhneas, go domhain , Smaointe, ar an la Raibh sibh ar mo thaobh , , Ag inse sceil , Ar an doigh a bhi , , Is cuimhin liom an la Gan gha'sgan ghruaim , , , Bigi liomsa i gconai , , La's oich.