«I know every note in every song, the whole history of it, even parts that were there and are gone now.» ~ Enya
Născută în Gaoth Dobhair (com. Donegal, Irlanda) într-o binecuvântată zi de 17 mai:
Eithne Patricia Ní Bhraonáin
Eithne Patricia Ní Bhraonáin
La mulţi ani, ENYA!
mai ales că pare a fi o globetrotter-iţă adevărată:
Let me reach, let me beach on the shores of Tripoli.
Let me sail, let me sail, let me crash upon your shore,
Let me reach, let me beach far beyond the Yellow Sea.
From Bissau to Palau – in the shade of Avalon,
From Fiji to Tiree and the Isles of Ebony,
From Peru to Cebu hear the power of Babylon,
From Bali to Cali – far beneath the Coral Sea.
From the North to the South, Ebudae into Khartoum,
From the deep sea of Clouds to the island of the moon,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I’ve never been,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I’ve never seen.
We can sail, we can sail…
We can steer, we can near with Rob Dickins at the wheel,
We can sigh, say goodbye Ross and his dependencies
We can sail, we can sail…