The Gates of Istanbul
See there, past that far-off hillA tower held in the skyHear there, in that dark blue nightThe music calling us home
See there, in that far-off fieldFlowers turned to the skyFeel there, in that dark blue nightThe music calling us home
Stars may always guide our way,From desert sands where winds blow harsh and longBut here’s where our hearts will prayAnd all our loves will slumber with a song
Stars may always guide our way,From desert sands where the winds blow harsh and longBut here’s where our hearts will prayAnd all our loves will slumber with a song
So now, if our hearts be trueAnd like a pool of truth reflect the sunWe will find right honour thereAnd keep us safe and lead us from all harm
Then come love, let us dance all nightUntil birds they waken at the dawnThen come love, let us sing all nightAnd all our loves will slumber with a song
Then come love, let us dance all nightUntil birds they waken at the dawnThen come love, let us sing all nightAnd all our loves will slumber with a song