Enya - The Loxian Gates lyrics

Through the gates of night There is wisdom is waiting to be found… That first place of night Was an island in the colour of stars Spring; Green grew and the flowers blossomed …a lost time, for in the distance… Summer; The sun and the sand Autumn; The shape of yellow leaves falling …a lost time, far in the distance… Winter; The sky sang snow Written into the night; A world of stars …a lost time, for in the distance… Now, is the season of water; The island, the cities, the darkness Through time this became our world But our quest is not yet over Now, is the season of the moon; Soft breezes whispering Night and day But our quest is not yet over