Song | Incantations Part Two - Remastered Stereo Mix |
Artist | Mike Oldfield |
Album | Incantations |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | (Instrument) |
[07:22.546] | |
[07:33.645] | Diana, Luna, Lucina(Repeat) |
[10:38.983] | |
[11:36.000] | “Hiawatha's Departure” |
[11:39.873] | |
[11:40.057] | By the shores of Gitche Gumee, |
[11:45.152] | By the shining Big-Sea-Water, |
[11:50.363] | At the doorway of the wigwam, |
[11:55.652] | In the early Summer morning, |
[12:00.615] | |
[12:00.920] | Hiawatha stood and waited. |
[12:06.143] | All the air was full of freshness, |
[12:11.383] | All the earth was bright and joyous, |
[12:16.642] | And before him, through the sunshine, |
[12:21.590] | |
[12:21.844] | Westward toward the neighboring forest |
[12:26.903] | Passed in golden swarms the Ahmo, |
[12:32.101] | Passed the bees, the honey-makers, |
[12:37.333] | Burning, singing in the sunshine. |
[12:42.557] | |
[12:42.583] | Bright above him shone the heavens, |
[12:47.822] | Level spread the lake before him; |
[12:53.053] | From its bosom leaped the sturgeon, |
[12:58.343] | Sparkling, flashing in the sunshine; |
[13:03.398] | |
[13:03.503] | On its margin the great forest |
[13:08.745] | Stood reflected in the water, |
[13:13.937] | Every tree-top had its shadow, |
[13:19.174] | Motionless beneath the water. |
[13:24.332] | |
[13:24.403] | From the brow of Hiawatha |
[13:29.663] | Gone was every trace of sorrow, |
[13:34.875] | As the fog from off the water, |
[13:40.157] | As the mist from off the meadow. |
[13:45.230] | |
[13:45.413] | With a smile of joy and gladness, |
[13:50.633] | With a look of exultation, |
[13:55.823] | As of one who in a vision |
[14:00.918] | Sees what is to be, but is not, |
[14:06.209] | |
[14:06.233] | Stood and waited Hiawatha. |
[14:11.373] | Toward the sun his hands were lifted, |
[14:16.653] | Both the palms spread out toward it, |
[14:21.979] | And between the parted fingers |
[14:27.232] | |
[14:27.435] | Fell the sunshine on his features, |
[14:32.324] | Flecked with light his naked shoulders, |
[14:37.693] | As it falls and flecks an oak-tree |
[14:42.843] | Through the rifted leaves and branches. |
[14:47.960] | |
[14:48.032] | O'er the water floating, flying, |
[14:53.173] | Something in the hazy distance, |
[14:58.393] | Something in the mists of morning, |
[15:03.493] | Loomed and lifted from the water, |
[15:08.302] | |
[15:08.734] | Now seemed floating, now seemed flying, |
[15:13.935] | Coming nearer, nearer, nearer. |
[15:19.213] | Was it Shingebis the diver? |
[15:24.543] | Or the pelican, the Shada? |
[15:29.593] | |
[15:29.745] | Or the heron, the Shuh-shuh-gah? |
[15:34.903] | Or the white goose, Waw-be-wana, |
[15:40.187] | With the water dripping, flashing, |
[15:45.363] | From its glossy neck and feathers? |
[15:50.363] | |
[15:50.533] | It was neither goose nor diver, |
[15:55.763] | Neither pelican nor heron, |
[16:00.879] | O'er the water floating, flying, |
[16:06.123] | Through the shining mist of morning, |
[16:11.258] | |
[16:11.423] | But a birch canoe with paddles, |
[16:16.593] | Rising, sinking on the water, |
[16:21.823] | Dripping, flashing in the sunshine; |
[16:27.183] | And within it came a people |
[16:34.000] | |
[16:48.000] | “The Son of the Evening Star” |
[16:52.000] | |
[16:53.107] | Can it be the sun descending |
[16:58.283] | O'er the level plain of water? |
[17:03.560] | Or the Red Swan floating, flying, |
[17:08.795] | Wounded by the magic arrow, |
[17:13.875] | |
[17:14.043] | Staining all the waves with crimson, |
[17:19.269] | With the crimson of its life-blood, |
[17:24.521] | Filling all the air with splendor, |
[17:29.791] | Filling all the air with plumage? |
[17:34.756] | |
[17:34.953] | Yes; it is the sun descending, |
[17:40.116] | Sinking down into the water; |
[17:45.392] | All the sky is stained with purple, |
[17:50.632] | All the water flushed with crimson! |
[17:55.645] | |
[17:55.900] | No; it is the Red Swan floating, |
[18:01.067] | Diving down beneath the water; |
[18:06.373] | To the sky its wings are lifted, |
[18:11.583] | With its blood the waves are reddened! |
[18:16.695] | |
[18:16.894] | Over it the Star of Evening |
[18:22.195] | Melts and trembles through the purple, |
[18:27.177] | Hangs suspended in the twilight, |
[18:32.447] | Walks in silence through the heavens. |
[00:00.000] | Instrument |
[07:22.546] | |
[07:33.645] | Diana, Luna, Lucina Repeat |
[10:38.983] | |
[11:36.000] | " Hiawatha' s Departure" |
[11:39.873] | |
[11:40.057] | By the shores of Gitche Gumee, |
[11:45.152] | By the shining BigSeaWater, |
[11:50.363] | At the doorway of the wigwam, |
[11:55.652] | In the early Summer morning, |
[12:00.615] | |
[12:00.920] | Hiawatha stood and waited. |
[12:06.143] | All the air was full of freshness, |
[12:11.383] | All the earth was bright and joyous, |
[12:16.642] | And before him, through the sunshine, |
[12:21.590] | |
[12:21.844] | Westward toward the neighboring forest |
[12:26.903] | Passed in golden swarms the Ahmo, |
[12:32.101] | Passed the bees, the honeymakers, |
[12:37.333] | Burning, singing in the sunshine. |
[12:42.557] | |
[12:42.583] | Bright above him shone the heavens, |
[12:47.822] | Level spread the lake before him |
[12:53.053] | From its bosom leaped the sturgeon, |
[12:58.343] | Sparkling, flashing in the sunshine |
[13:03.398] | |
[13:03.503] | On its margin the great forest |
[13:08.745] | Stood reflected in the water, |
[13:13.937] | Every treetop had its shadow, |
[13:19.174] | Motionless beneath the water. |
[13:24.332] | |
[13:24.403] | From the brow of Hiawatha |
[13:29.663] | Gone was every trace of sorrow, |
[13:34.875] | As the fog from off the water, |
[13:40.157] | As the mist from off the meadow. |
[13:45.230] | |
[13:45.413] | With a smile of joy and gladness, |
[13:50.633] | With a look of exultation, |
[13:55.823] | As of one who in a vision |
[14:00.918] | Sees what is to be, but is not, |
[14:06.209] | |
[14:06.233] | Stood and waited Hiawatha. |
[14:11.373] | Toward the sun his hands were lifted, |
[14:16.653] | Both the palms spread out toward it, |
[14:21.979] | And between the parted fingers |
[14:27.232] | |
[14:27.435] | Fell the sunshine on his features, |
[14:32.324] | Flecked with light his naked shoulders, |
[14:37.693] | As it falls and flecks an oaktree |
[14:42.843] | Through the rifted leaves and branches. |
[14:47.960] | |
[14:48.032] | O' er the water floating, flying, |
[14:53.173] | Something in the hazy distance, |
[14:58.393] | Something in the mists of morning, |
[15:03.493] | Loomed and lifted from the water, |
[15:08.302] | |
[15:08.734] | Now seemed floating, now seemed flying, |
[15:13.935] | Coming nearer, nearer, nearer. |
[15:19.213] | Was it Shingebis the diver? |
[15:24.543] | Or the pelican, the Shada? |
[15:29.593] | |
[15:29.745] | Or the heron, the Shuhshuhgah? |
[15:34.903] | Or the white goose, Wawbewana, |
[15:40.187] | With the water dripping, flashing, |
[15:45.363] | From its glossy neck and feathers? |
[15:50.363] | |
[15:50.533] | It was neither goose nor diver, |
[15:55.763] | Neither pelican nor heron, |
[16:00.879] | O' er the water floating, flying, |
[16:06.123] | Through the shining mist of morning, |
[16:11.258] | |
[16:11.423] | But a birch canoe with paddles, |
[16:16.593] | Rising, sinking on the water, |
[16:21.823] | Dripping, flashing in the sunshine |
[16:27.183] | And within it came a people |
[16:34.000] | |
[16:48.000] | " The Son of the Evening Star" |
[16:52.000] | |
[16:53.107] | Can it be the sun descending |
[16:58.283] | O' er the level plain of water? |
[17:03.560] | Or the Red Swan floating, flying, |
[17:08.795] | Wounded by the magic arrow, |
[17:13.875] | |
[17:14.043] | Staining all the waves with crimson, |
[17:19.269] | With the crimson of its lifeblood, |
[17:24.521] | Filling all the air with splendor, |
[17:29.791] | Filling all the air with plumage? |
[17:34.756] | |
[17:34.953] | Yes it is the sun descending, |
[17:40.116] | Sinking down into the water |
[17:45.392] | All the sky is stained with purple, |
[17:50.632] | All the water flushed with crimson! |
[17:55.645] | |
[17:55.900] | No it is the Red Swan floating, |
[18:01.067] | Diving down beneath the water |
[18:06.373] | To the sky its wings are lifted, |
[18:11.583] | With its blood the waves are reddened! |
[18:16.695] | |
[18:16.894] | Over it the Star of Evening |
[18:22.195] | Melts and trembles through the purple, |
[18:27.177] | Hangs suspended in the twilight, |
[18:32.447] | Walks in silence through the heavens. |
[00:00.000] | Instrument |
[07:22.546] | |
[07:33.645] | Diana, Luna, Lucina Repeat |
[10:38.983] | |
[11:36.000] | " Hiawatha' s Departure" |
[11:39.873] | |
[11:40.057] | By the shores of Gitche Gumee, |
[11:45.152] | By the shining BigSeaWater, |
[11:50.363] | At the doorway of the wigwam, |
[11:55.652] | In the early Summer morning, |
[12:00.615] | |
[12:00.920] | Hiawatha stood and waited. |
[12:06.143] | All the air was full of freshness, |
[12:11.383] | All the earth was bright and joyous, |
[12:16.642] | And before him, through the sunshine, |
[12:21.590] | |
[12:21.844] | Westward toward the neighboring forest |
[12:26.903] | Passed in golden swarms the Ahmo, |
[12:32.101] | Passed the bees, the honeymakers, |
[12:37.333] | Burning, singing in the sunshine. |
[12:42.557] | |
[12:42.583] | Bright above him shone the heavens, |
[12:47.822] | Level spread the lake before him |
[12:53.053] | From its bosom leaped the sturgeon, |
[12:58.343] | Sparkling, flashing in the sunshine |
[13:03.398] | |
[13:03.503] | On its margin the great forest |
[13:08.745] | Stood reflected in the water, |
[13:13.937] | Every treetop had its shadow, |
[13:19.174] | Motionless beneath the water. |
[13:24.332] | |
[13:24.403] | From the brow of Hiawatha |
[13:29.663] | Gone was every trace of sorrow, |
[13:34.875] | As the fog from off the water, |
[13:40.157] | As the mist from off the meadow. |
[13:45.230] | |
[13:45.413] | With a smile of joy and gladness, |
[13:50.633] | With a look of exultation, |
[13:55.823] | As of one who in a vision |
[14:00.918] | Sees what is to be, but is not, |
[14:06.209] | |
[14:06.233] | Stood and waited Hiawatha. |
[14:11.373] | Toward the sun his hands were lifted, |
[14:16.653] | Both the palms spread out toward it, |
[14:21.979] | And between the parted fingers |
[14:27.232] | |
[14:27.435] | Fell the sunshine on his features, |
[14:32.324] | Flecked with light his naked shoulders, |
[14:37.693] | As it falls and flecks an oaktree |
[14:42.843] | Through the rifted leaves and branches. |
[14:47.960] | |
[14:48.032] | O' er the water floating, flying, |
[14:53.173] | Something in the hazy distance, |
[14:58.393] | Something in the mists of morning, |
[15:03.493] | Loomed and lifted from the water, |
[15:08.302] | |
[15:08.734] | Now seemed floating, now seemed flying, |
[15:13.935] | Coming nearer, nearer, nearer. |
[15:19.213] | Was it Shingebis the diver? |
[15:24.543] | Or the pelican, the Shada? |
[15:29.593] | |
[15:29.745] | Or the heron, the Shuhshuhgah? |
[15:34.903] | Or the white goose, Wawbewana, |
[15:40.187] | With the water dripping, flashing, |
[15:45.363] | From its glossy neck and feathers? |
[15:50.363] | |
[15:50.533] | It was neither goose nor diver, |
[15:55.763] | Neither pelican nor heron, |
[16:00.879] | O' er the water floating, flying, |
[16:06.123] | Through the shining mist of morning, |
[16:11.258] | |
[16:11.423] | But a birch canoe with paddles, |
[16:16.593] | Rising, sinking on the water, |
[16:21.823] | Dripping, flashing in the sunshine |
[16:27.183] | And within it came a people |
[16:34.000] | |
[16:48.000] | " The Son of the Evening Star" |
[16:52.000] | |
[16:53.107] | Can it be the sun descending |
[16:58.283] | O' er the level plain of water? |
[17:03.560] | Or the Red Swan floating, flying, |
[17:08.795] | Wounded by the magic arrow, |
[17:13.875] | |
[17:14.043] | Staining all the waves with crimson, |
[17:19.269] | With the crimson of its lifeblood, |
[17:24.521] | Filling all the air with splendor, |
[17:29.791] | Filling all the air with plumage? |
[17:34.756] | |
[17:34.953] | Yes it is the sun descending, |
[17:40.116] | Sinking down into the water |
[17:45.392] | All the sky is stained with purple, |
[17:50.632] | All the water flushed with crimson! |
[17:55.645] | |
[17:55.900] | No it is the Red Swan floating, |
[18:01.067] | Diving down beneath the water |
[18:06.373] | To the sky its wings are lifted, |
[18:11.583] | With its blood the waves are reddened! |
[18:16.695] | |
[18:16.894] | Over it the Star of Evening |
[18:22.195] | Melts and trembles through the purple, |
[18:27.177] | Hangs suspended in the twilight, |
[18:32.447] | Walks in silence through the heavens. |