Istanbul

Loreena McKennitt - The Gates of Istanbul

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See there, past that far-off hill

A tower held in the sky

Hear there, in that dark blue night

The music calling us home



See there, in that far-off field

Flowers turned to the sky

Feel there, in that dark blue night

The music calling us home



Stars may always guide our way,

From desert sands

where winds blow harsh and long

But here’s where our hearts will pray

And all our loves will slumber with a song



Stars may always guide our way,

From desert sands

where the winds blow harsh and long

But here’s where our hearts will pray

And all our loves will slumber with a song



So now, if our hearts be true

And like a pool of truth reflect the sun

We will find right honour there

And keep us safe and lead us from all harm



Then come love, let us dance all nigh