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| 3:15 | 
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Now left for a hard day
Just live the hard way So the dark night may watch over you Nocturne No darf no flay With will give way When the dark night will leave us a day |
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| 2. |
| 5:04 |
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When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary
When troubles come and my heart burdened be Then, I am still and wait here in the silence, Until you come and sit awhile with me. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas I am strong, when I am on your shoulders You raise me up to more than I can be. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas I am strong, when I am on your shoulders You raise me up to more than I can be. There is no life no life without its hunger Each restless heart beats so imperfectly But when you come and I am filled with wonder, Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas I am strong, when I am on your shoulders You raise me up,To more than I can be. You raise me up ,To more than I can be. |
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| 3. |
| 3:23 | 
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| 4. |
| 3:34 |
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| 5. |
| 3:22 |
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| 6. |
| 3:56 |
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| 7. |
| 3:26 |
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Bim ar thoir an comhartha
Scaoileas m’anam saor Caithfidh mo chroi a bheith glan Roimh siochan theacht chum Ni leangaidh mo Nhron Is beim sasta le mo ghra Guim comhartha chabhreoidh liom Me a chomhlionadh Bim ar thoir an comhartha Scaoileas m’anam saor Caithfidh mo chroi a bheith glan Roimh siochan theacht chum Si an ghaoth do ghuth Si an bhaisteach do dheora Grian, do chroi ar las Do spiorad mo shlanu ____________________________ (Englosh Translation) I search for the sign That will set my soul free My heart must be pure So that I can find peace My grief cannot last forever My love will be fulfilled I pray a sign will help me Be all that I can be I search for the sign That will set my soul free My heart must be pure So that I can find peace The wind is your voice The rain is your tears Your burning heart And spirit is my salvation |
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| 3:44 |
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| 9. |
| 4:19 |
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| 10. |
| 3:01 |
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| 11. |
| 4:36 |
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Hear my silent prair
Heed my quiet call When the dark and blue surround you Step into my sigh Look inside the light You will know that I have found you |
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| 12. |
| 3:15 |
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| 13. |
| 5:02 |
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| 14. |
| 4:29 |
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The wheels of life keep turning,
Spinning without control; The wheels of the heart keep yearning, For the sound of the singing soul. And nights are full with weeping, For sins of the past we’ve sown; But,tomorrow is ours for the keeping, Tomorrow the future’s shown. Lift your eyes and see the glory, Where the circle of life is drawn; See the never-ending story, Come with me to the Gates of Dawn. And whose is the hand who raises The sun from the heaving sea? The power that ever amazes- We look, but never will see? Who scattered the seeds so life could be, Who coloured the fields of corn? Who formed the mould that made me - me, Before the world was born? Lift your eyes and see the glory, Where the circle of life is drawn; See the never-ending story, Come with me to the Gates of Dawn. |
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