Do we have to be so distant How can you be so unreal? What's the reason for hiding and How this crying make you feel? - Mike Oldfield

Once in a lifetime, you find that power
To break out and run from the Devil's deep clutch
All that you need (it's the finest hour)
Is to believe in the magic touch

We took a place in the sun
To see just what had become
The warm wind blows constantly
Does the answer still blow?
Did you find your château
In that Mediterranean fantasy?

I watch the boats go by
As the evening colours of the sand
The rain is bringing tears
From my lover's land
I watch the silver stars
melt in love with the sea
I cry to the wind:
– Bring back my lover to me! -