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The Mystic's Dream
Loreena McKennitt Lyrics


A clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon;
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Sings at the coming dawn.
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones;
It's there that my heart is calling
All for the love of you.

A painting hangs on an ivy wall
Nestled in the emerald moss.
The eyes declare a truce of trust
And then it draws me far away.
Where deep in the desert twilight
Sand melts in pools of the sky,
When darkness lays her crimson cloak
Your lamps will call me home.

And so it's there my homage's due,
Clutched by the still of the night,
And now I feel you move;
Every breath is full.
So it's there my homage's due,
Clutched by the still of the night.
Even the distance feels so near,
All for the love of you.

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: KATE BUSH

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Fergusius

A clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
It's there that my heart is calling
All for the love of you

A painting hangs on an ivy wall
Nestled in the emerald moss
The eyes declare a truce of trust
And then it draws me far away
Where deep in the desert twilight
Sand melts in pools of the sky
When darkness lays her crimson cloak
Your lamps will call me home

And so it's there my homage's due
Clutched by the still of the night
And now I feel you move
Every breath is full
So it's there my homage's due
Clutched by the still of the night
Even the distance feels so near
All for the love of you.



Felipe Arantes

Clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
There that my heart is longing for
All for the love of you

Painting hangs on an ivy wall
Nestled in the emerald moss
Eyes declare a truce of trust
Then it draws me far away
Where deep in the desert twilight
Sand melts in pools of the sky
Darkness lays her crimson cloak
Your lamps will call me home

And so it's there my homage's due
Clutched by the still of the night
Now I feel you move
And Every breath is full
So it's there my homage's due
Clutched by the still of the night
Even the distance feels so near
All for the love of you.

Clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
There that my heart is longing for
All for the love of you



Maria del Carmen Flores Perez

Sueño Místico

Un sueño nublado en una noche terrenal 
pende de la luna creciente.
Una canción sin voz en una luz eterna
canta al amanecer que llega.
Pájaros volando, están llamando allí 
donde el corazón mueve las piedras 
Es allí donde mi corazón anhela 
todo por el amor de ti. 

Una pintura cuelga sobre una pared de hiedra
resguardado en el musgo esmeralda 
los ojos declaran una tregua de confianza 
Allí en lo profundo del crepúsculo del desierto 
la arena se derrite en charcos del cielo 

La oscuridad cubre con su capa carmesí
sus lámparas me llamarán a casa
Entonces está allí mi debido homenaje 
Aferrado a la quietud de la noche
Ahora yo siento tu movimiento 
Y cada aliento está lleno
Entonces está allí mi debido homenaje 
Aferrado a la quietud de la noche
Incluso la distancia se siente tan cerca
todo por el amor de ti.

Un sueño nublado en una noche terrenal 
Pende de la luna creciente.
Una canción sin voz en una luz eterna
Canta al amanecer que llega.
Pájaros volando, están llamando allí 
donde el corazón mueve las piedras 
Es allí donde mi corazón anhela 
todo por el amor de ti.



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Kurt Hagedorn

I love how Ms. Mckennitt can combine such diverse musical elements: Gregorian chant 2:22, Irish Uilleann Pipes 3:40, the Indian Tamboura 2:55 and Spanish castanets 3:10 into a song that works perfectly.

Croissant :{

you forgot the Phrygian dominant mode
From the north africa-middle east-byzantine empire area

thedoomguru

Wonder if anyone has any idea what the heck that warbling almost whistle sounding noise is you hear sort of materialize at about 4:11. It seems to rematerialize a lot higher at about 6:39 as well. Fascinating sound

ENARJEY

The people who reside in those lands were once all part of the same ancient culture... we’ve become separated. Music like this will bring us back together.

Kzara Draconis

@Kurt Hagedorn: Gregorian chant & Irish Uilleann Bagpipes are right. That's the Arabic Darbouka percussion & Turkish Oud (the guitar often seen in Sufi Whirling Dervish dances), not the Indian Tamboura / Tabla. Spanish Castanets correct, the wooden hand instrument found in Flamenco dances. ^^ Here's the live version of this song. The background setting reflects Alhambra (the castle in Granada, Spain), reflecting its ancient Arabic & Latin cultures. It's perfect! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N8O4zjuu4zk&ab_channel=DAVIDWILLO2

Kzara Draconis

@Bruno LeCathare Agree, The Moroccan Bazaars, a touch of exotic Maghreb. ^^

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miguel donalld

Algum brasileiro com bom gosto ouvindo essa maravilha?

umbralino Trevoso

só nós Pagãos ..

Tiago Domenici

Essa canção é uma peça de gênio. Perfeita do início ao fim

Reginaldo Fernandes

As Brumas de Avalon me trouxe aqui.

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