Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marketa Irglová
Lead Vocals
Sturla Mio Thorisson
Performer
Emilíana Torrini
Lead Vocals
Una Sveinbjarnardóttir
First Violin
Helga Thóra Björgvinsdóttir
Second Violin
Helgi Jonsson
Keyboards
Scott Hull
Performer
Þórunn Ósk Marinósdóttir
Viola
Sigurður Bjarki Gunnarsson
Cello
Stefán Jón Bernharðsson
Horn
Asbjørn Ibsen Bruun
Horn
Frank Hammarin
Horn
Einar Scheving
Percussion
Tina Dickow
Choir
Páll Sólmundur Eydal
Choir
Karl Friðrik Hjaltason
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marketa Irglová
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sturla Mio Thorisson
Recording Engineer
Scott Hull
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
High upon this hill
Lives a king and daughter
Can you hear their songs
Echo across the water
They sing of times long past
When the world was quiet
Simplicity and beauty
Reigned over the realms
There was time to savor
There was time to spare
There was understanding
Among the people everywhere
That God was our Creator
But without Nature we're no more
Than seeds of promise and potential
Floating rootless as before
Through the vast and empty spaces
Trapped in somewhere in between
Conscious thought and dreaming
Projecting and perceiving
Reality's a construct
Agreed upon by all
It's time to reawaken and hear the Spirit call
Deep inside this forest
Lies a fairy kingdom
Can you hear the bells
Carried on the breeze
They feel somewhat familiar
Like memories from childhood
A faint and distant calling
Your senses are enthralled
Your heart is filled with longing
Grace permeates the air
Now the chiming starts subsiding
Until it's barely even there
Where it's gone you can not follow
You are forced to look within
There you find a crystal chamber
Now the journey can begin
There's a pyramid in Egypt
You have travelled there before
See it now in your mind's eye
And walk toward the door
Enter with your body
Enter with your soul
The world has been divided
Through you it is made whole
That God was our Creator
But without Nature we're no more
Than seeds of promise and potential
Floating rootless as before
Through the vast and empty spaces
Trapped in somewhere in between
Conscious thought and dreaming
Projecting and perceiving
Reality's a construct
Agreed upon by all
It's time to reawaken and
Hear the Spirit call
Kwanza kalikuwa na sauti
Kwanza kalikuwa na nafasi
Nafasi ikazaa hewa
Hewa ikaaza moto
Moto ilizaa maji
Maji yakazaa dunia
Writer(s): Marketa Irglova
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