More songs by Enya
Description
Arranger: Enya
Percussion, Vocals: Enya
Mixing Engineer: Gregg Jackmann
Audio Recording Engineer: Gregg Jackmann
Arranger, Producer: Nicky Ryan
Executive Producer: Rob Dickins
Assistant Engineer: Robin Barclay
Writer: Traditional
Lyrics and translation
Original
My life goes on in endless song, above earth's lamentation.
I hear the real, though far-off hymn that hails a new creation.
Through all the tumult and the strife, I hear its music ring.
It sounds an echo in my soul.
How can I keep from singing?
What though the tempest loudly roars, I hear the truth, it liveth.
And though the darkness 'round me close, songs in the night it giveth.
No storm can shake my inmost calm, while to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is Lord of heaven and earth, how can I keep from singing?
When tyrants tremble in their fear and hear their death knell ringing, when friends rejoice both far and near, how can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile, our thoughts to them are winging.
When friends by shame are undefiled, how can I keep from singing?
English translation
My life goes on in endless song, above earth's lamentation.
I hear the real, though far-off hymn that hails a new creation.
Through all the tumult and the strife, I hear its music ring.
It sounds an echo in my soul.
How can I keep from singing?
What though the tempest loudly roars, I hear the truth, it liveth.
And though the darkness 'round me close, songs in the night it giveth.
No storm can shake my inmost calm, while to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is Lord of heaven and earth, how can I keep from singing?
When tyrants tremble in their fear and hear their death knell ringing, when friends rejoice both far and near, how can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile, our thoughts to them are winging.
When friends by shame are undefiled, how can I keep from singing?