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Chorus
Hear where the children are singing
I kissed the sleep on your brow
Here where the children are weeping
I held you till your heart became mine
Somewhere deep in the midnight
Night birds send out their calls
Somewhere far from the madness
The shadows of leaves touch the walls
And you taught me to dance with the heartbreak
Of those who carved stone with their woes
And showed me to love in the darkness
The visit it comes and it goes
Chorus
Hear where the children are singing
I kissed the sleep from your brow
Here where the children are laughing
I held you till your heart became mine
Now falls the light by your side
And flows to a sea of lost dreams
The ocean opens its arms to lost souls
Toils the night so it seems
And who can recall the lost favour
The distant look in your eyes
Spanish guitars in night plazas
In a park you can hear lovers cry
Chorus
Hear where the children are singing
I kissed the sleep on your brow
Here where the children are weeping
I held you till your heart became mine
music: Loreena McKennitt
lyrics: Loreena McKennitt
From: Lost Souls (2018).
A live version can be found on Live at the Royal Albert Hall (2019)
Source of the lyrics
The Quinlan Road website
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Notes:
* The title is "Spanish Guitars and Night Plazas", whereas the 7th line in the 1st and 5th stanza read "Spanish Guitars in Night Plazas", and it really sounds like Loreena is singing the latter; is the title a misprint? * The Chorus has "Hear where ..." in the 1st and "Here where ..." in the 3rd line -- my guess is that the first one is a misprint, but I'm not absolutely sure so I've made no correction yet. |
The first part of this piece came into being while I was working on The Visit in 1990. Images of sensual evenings spent in plazas in Spain and the Mediterranean seemed to be burned into my mind, enriched with the aroma of jasmine.
Copied from the Quinlan Road website
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