The Memory of Trees lyrics

INSTUMENTAL

I WALK THE MAZE OF MOMENTS
BUT EVERYWHERE I TURN TO
BEGINS A NEW BEGINNING
BUT NEVER FINDS A FINISH
I WALK TO THE HORIZON
AND THERE I FIND ANOTHER
IT ALL SEEMS SO SURPRISING
AND THEN I FIND THAT I KNOW

YOU GO THERE YOU´RE GONE FOREVER
I GO THERE I´LL LOSE MY WAY
IF WE STAY HERE WE´RE NOT TOGETHER
ANYWHERE IS

THE MOON UPON THE OCEAN
IS SWEPT AROUND IN MOTION
BUT WITHOUT EVER KNOWING

domine ovenit eo sacramentum (discesm) eo deo
domine ovenit eo sacramentum (discesm) eo deo
domine ovenit eo sacramentum (discesm) eo deo...
athairarneamhdialinn..athairarneamhdialiom

Omnem crede diem tibi diluxisse supremum.
Omnem crede diem tibi diluxisse supremum.

Language: Irish (Gaeilge)

Athair ar neamh, Dia linn
Athair ar neamh, Dia liom
M'anam, mo chro¨ª, mo ghl¨®ir
Moladh duit a Dhia.

Fada an l¨¢, go s¨¢mh
Fada an o¨ªche, gan gruaim
Aoibhneas, ¨¢thas, gr¨¢
Moladh duit a Dhia.

M¨®raim th¨², ¨® l¨¢ go l¨¢
M¨®raim th¨², ¨® o¨ªche go ho¨ªche.

Athair ar neamh, Dia linn
Athair ar neamh, Dia liom

INSTRUMENTAL

Music: Eithne N¨ª Bhraon¨¢in - Lyrics: Roma Ryan 
Language: English 

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, 
Cloud in crimson, the key of heaven, 
one love carved in acajou. 

One told me of China Roses, 

One look at love and you may see
it weaves a web over mystery,
all ravelled threads can rend apart
for hope has a place in the lover's heart.
Hope has a place in a lover's heart.
Whispering world,a sigh of sighs,
The ebb and the flow of the ocean tides.
One breath, one word may end or may start
a hope in a place of the lover's heart.
Hope has a place in a lover's heart.

Tea House Moon is an instrumental

Language: English

Once you had gold,
Once you had silver,
Then came the rains
out of the blue.
Ever and always.
Always and ever.
Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.

Now you can see
Spring becomes autumn,
leaves become gold
falling from view.
Ever and always.
Always and ever.
No-one can promise a dream come true,
Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.

Music: Eithne N¨ª Bhraon¨¢in - Lyrics: Roma Ryan 
Language: Spanish 

Yo; el oto?o 
Yo; el vespero 
He sido un eco.

Ser¨¦ una ola 
Ser¨¦ la luna 
He sido todo, soy yo. 

Yo; el verano 
Yo; el ¨¦bano 
Soy la soñadora. 

I have been given
One moment from heaven
As I am walking
Surrounded by night
Stars high above me
Make a wish under moonlight

On my way home
I remember only good days
On my way home
I remember all the best days
On my way home
I can remember every new day

I move in silence
With each step taken
Snow falling round me
Like angels in flight
Far in the distance
Is my wish under moonlight

I have been given

one moment from heaven

as I am walking

surrounded by night,

Stars high above me

make a wish under moonlight.

On my way home

I remember

only good days.

On my way home

I remember all the best days.

I'm on my way home

I can remember

every new day.

I move in silence

with each step taken,

snow falling round me

Yo; el otoé
Yo; el vespero
He sido un eco

Ser?una ola
Ser?la luna
He sido todo, soy yo

Yo; el verano
Yo; el éano
Soy la soédora

(Translation:

The Dreamer
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I; the autumn
I; the evening star
I have been an echo

I shall be a wave
I shall be the moon
I have been everything, I am myself

I; the summer
I; the ebony
I am the dreamer )

... 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

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,

Language: Irish (Gaeilge)

Amharc, mn ag obair l 's mall san och,
Ceolann siad ar laetha geal, a bh,
Bealach fada anonn 's anall a chich.

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

Language: Irish (Gaeilge)

l go l, mo thuras,
An bealach fada romham.
oche go hoche, mo thuras,
na scalta nach mbeidh a choch.

Languages: English, Irish (Gaeilge)

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.

l go l, mo thuras,
an bealach fada romham.
oche go hoche, mo thuras,
na scalta nach mbeidh a choch.

No day, no night, no moment,

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.

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.

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.

Language: Irish (Gaeilge)

ist le mo chro,
Go brnach a choch
T m caillte gan t
's do bhean chile.
An gr mr i do shaoil
Threora s m.
Bg liomsa i gcni
L 's och.

Ag caoineadh ar an uaigneas mr
Na deora, go brnach
Na gcodladh ins an uaigh ghlas chiin
Faoi shuaimhneas, go domhain

Aoibhneas a bh
Ach d'imigh sin
S lean t
Do fhear chile.
An gr mr i do shaoil
Threora s m.