Текст (слова) песни: Enya - Exile

Cold as the northern winds
in December mornings,
Cold is the cry that rings
from this far distand shore.


Winter has come too late
too close beside me.
How can I chase away
all these fears deep inside?


Ill wait the signs to come.
Ill find a way
I will wait the time to come.
Ill find a way home.


My light shall be the moon
and my path - the ocean.
My guide the morning star
as I sail home to you.


Ill wait the signs to come.
Ill find a way.
I will wait the time to come.
Ill find a way home.


Who then can warm my soul?
Who can quell my passion?
Out of these dreamsQa boat
I will sail home to you.
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A Moment Lost
Afer Ventus
Aldebaran
Amarantine
Amid the Falling Snow
Angeles
Anywhere Is
Athair Ar Neamh
Book Of Days
Caribbean Blue
China Roses
Cursum Perficio
Dan Y Dwr
Deireadh An Tuath
Deora Ar Mo Chroi
Ebudae
Evacuee
Evening Falls
Exile
Fallen Embers
Flora S Secret
Hope Has A Place
How Can I Keep From Singing
I Want Tomorrow
If I Could Be Where You Are
Lazy Days
Less than A Pearl
Long Long Journey
Marble Halls
March Of The Celts
Na Laetha Geal M Uige
On My Way Home
On Your Shore
Once You Had Gold
One By One
Only Time
Only time
Only Time
Orinoco Flow
Pax Deorum
Pilgrim
Smaointe
Somebody Said Goodbye
Storms In Africa
Storms In Africa II
Sumiregusa
Tempus Vernum
The Celts
The First Of Autumn
The Longships
The River Sings
Triad- St Patrick
Water Shows the Hidden Heart
Watermark
Wild Child