This is my island in the sun
where my people have toiled since time begun
I may sail on many a sea

her shores will always be home to me

Oh island in the sun

built to me by my father's hand
all my days I will sing in praise

of your forest w
Angeles lyrics

by Enya, Clarinet by Roy Jewitt
Angels, answer me,
are you near if rain should fall?
Am I to believe
you 
aters
your shining sand

As morning breaks
the heaven on high

I lift my heavy load to the sky

sun comes down with a burning glow

mingles my sweat with the earthly low

Oh island in the sun

built to me by my father's hand
all my days I will sing in praise

of your forest 
Sie Hat Schon Ihr Ticket lyrics

Sie hat schon ihr Ticket
Ich denke
sie wird es benutzen
Ich denke sie fliegt davon
Niemand sollte sie auf
aters
your shining sand

Solo

I see woman on bended knee

cutting cane for her family
I see man at the water-side

casting nets at the surfing tide

Oh island in the sun

built to me by my father's hand
all my days I will sing in praise

of your forest waters
your shining s
Cut Number 7 lyrics


I wrote a song 
That everyone loved 
With an acoustic guitar 
And a rhyming thesauras 

And I found an angle and

I hope the day will never come

that I can't awake to the sound of drum

never let me miss carnaval

with calypso songs
philosophical.

Oh island in the sun

built to me by my father's hand
all my days I will sing in praise

of your forest waters
your shining sand