The river singsOur words go beyond the moon
Our words go into the shadows
The river sings the endlessness
We write of our journey through night
We write in our aloneness
We want to know the shape of eternity
Who knows the way is itWho knows what time will not tell usMountains, solitude and moon
Until the journey's end
The river holds the lost road of the sky
The shape of eternity
Who knows the way it isWho knows what time will not tell usWhere is the beginning
Where is the end
Why did we fall into days
Why are we calling out into the endlessness
Who knows the way it isWho knows what time will not tell us
Enya
